Lunch-time talk today didn't take it's usual turn down ebola-update avenue. Instead, we categorised our own list of woes. Myself, I've woken up with a headache for the past two days. I usually get stabbing in my right eye headaches, but this was a new one. Pulsing back of the head headache, and I found out pretty quickly that you don't want to bend forward with this one clanging in the back of your brain.
But that's okay. I have access to Panadol and Nurofen and if it gets any worse I think the opioid caress of Codeine might need to make a stopover.
Truth be told I probably wouldn't have dragged myself into work today, but having been sick only last week I feel somewhat obliged to try to actually do some work in return for my living.
Meanwhile, this headache seems to be catching. Opposite me was the image of death warmed up, with aches and pains so uncomfortable that even a cat-nap during a lunch-break was out of the question.
And sitting right next to me was a pain-filled half-face. Jaw pain - one side only; Sinuses blocked - one side only; Nose running - one side only. Still, could be worse.
Usually people only walk off to meetings looking like they're about to land on the beaches of Gallipoli when there's some genuine problem, but today there were grim faces everywhere when people just went for a coffee and a catch-up.
Even the wholesome win when the side I was on managed to produce evidence (not by my hand I'm far too lazy) direct from the manufacturer to prove that on Chocolate Thins the chocolate is ON THE BOTTOM was not enough to cheer people up. Especially if you were on the losing side.
Thanks be to the Gods of Labour that we only have a 40 hour working week (or 37.5 hours to be exact because some of us are more equal than others) so that tomorrow is the last day I have to drag my sorry carcass into the office. I wonder who else will make it.
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