Jeez, just when I thought everything was alright and my health was at its best, the flu gets me...and gets me good. It came at about 3.30am Tuesday morning and it pounded me hard...I was sweating, breathing heavily and when my alarm went off for work I couldnt move, I have had a similar experience in my life before and it was also a three letter word but it was pleasurable...but this just fucked me up. So I did the honourable thing and called my office and told "Z" my receptionist to pass the message on that "the kev" wont be coming in today, I would hate to know how the company managed without my awesomeness being there yesterday but hey I had more important things to worry about like my health for instance...
Damn, do I still feel like crap, I curse the person who gave this to me...lucky the workload has gotten less so I reckon its time to do the unspeakable and call the doctor...I hate doctors (Im just going so I can get my certificate so I can have a legal day or two off from work), they always want to put needles inside you and guess what is wrong with you and they have the most untidiest handwriting...seriously can a pharmisist really read all the crap he puts on paper. Imagine being the new guy at the pharmacy and in walks a guy with a piece of paper with scribbling on that a 9 month old baby could probably relate to, I mean what do you do? if you ask the guy "so whats wrong with you", he is going to think you an idiot...so maybe the new guy just plays the guessing game, actually maybe all pharmisists play the guessing game and just give you crap that they think you need just by looking at you, well they must be really good at poker because about 70% of the time it works...I dread the 30% that catches me every now and then.
Wish me luck people, this is going to be scary!!!
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