Out sick again

Just got off the phone with my doctor. She says it's just a viral infection so there's nothing they can give me to treat it, and Allegra is the best they can offer for my symptoms. Because I have 3 days to wait for it work. Not. Maybe I'll be able to go back into work this week. MAYBE. This is not good. But I got like 3 hours of sleep last night because the congestion kept waking me up, and 6-hour medication is only lasting me 3 hours. And this thing is spreading like wildfire. I was sick 24 hours after exposure. Lily and Chris were complaining yesterday. I can't risk taking my whole office out. And I can't drive on 3 hours of broken up sleep. And I can't talk to people--and my job keeps me on the phone. Fuck. I finally got over being worried about whether or not I'd have a job when we switch our database over in January, and now this. I've busted my ass in there every day since they put me on proofreading, worked extra hours, come in when I was sick, and now my body's finally given in to the abuse I've been putting it through, so good-bye raise, I guarantee it.

On the plus side...

Craig is bringing me juice. God I love him.

I suppose that as I can't handle the stress of my job when I'm feeling like this, I should be glad I'm not there. Since I can't feel that way about it, I'll stick to my boyfriend's bringing me juice because he's awesome.