Not good.

[holly_evolving]

I am so sick. I cannot afford to be sick. I don't get sick time. But this couldn't come while I was getting unemployment, no. It had to be now. Today is my one-month anniversary with my company, and I can't take a breath without coughing my head off. I'm pumped full of cough suppressants plus Albuterol and Nasonex, and does it matter? No. Because I'm one of the special few who get bronchitis with every cold. I've been coughing so hard and so long that every time I move, my head hurts more. All I want to do is sleep, but the urge to cough won't let me. And I can't take more albuterol for another half an hour. At 3:30 AM.

It stands to reason that work will be understanding of this, and not penalize me for the day that I took off to see a doctor and get my inhaler. But I don't know them that well, and maybe they won't be reasonable. I won't find out for a few more hours. They're perfectly within their rights to just swap me out--I'm only a temp, after all. It's happened before. And even if everything is fine, I've still lost a day's pay, which means I will probably have to borrow money. Again.

All I wanted to do tonight was stay on Jason's couch again, but I have to work. No matter how much it hurts, no matter how tired I am, I have to work.

I've had a few concussions in the past. It feels like I get a spike jammed into my skull every time I cough.

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Sending you hugs and love. Feel better soon.