6 days and counting
Still have the cough. Still feel run down and like all I want to do is lay on my couch and stare at the TV. Apparently some of what happens in Vegas, does stay in Vegas, like my luggage. But when it’s a headcold, it follows you back to SF. And then, if you’re lucky, the luggage shows up a couple days later, hungover and sheepish.
Took Monday and Tuesday off to be sick and now I’ve been back at work for two days – had a coughing attack that made my eyes water in a milestone review meeting yesterday. Hours and hours of meetings. Lots and lots of thinking/talking/notetaking. Fuzzy. Bleary. Tired. Still not feeling like I want coffee in the morning.
Just looked at my calendar for tomorrow to see if I could stay home. Close to 7 hours of meetings including a one-on-one with one of my APs that I’ve already bumped twice, a demo to an external contractor we’re thinking of hiring, and a conference call to establish some technical requirements for an online system implementation. In other words, I have to go to work.
And there’s a pub crawl tomorrow night that I can’t imagine I’ll be going to. I can’t even think about beer.
You know I’m sick when both coffee and beer sound bad to me.

