In two hours I will have officially been out sick from work for a full week. Well...almost a full week. There have been a couple of days here and there where I attempted to work but could not make it. I know what you're going to say, what was the point in that?
The point is, I am a work-a-holic. The whole reason why I got sick in the first place was because I had been overworking myself to the point of sickness. My body is telling me to stop, slow down, and relax. So much so, that not only is this cough/cold/flu/whooping cough/pneumonia kicking my butt, but the medication that I'm taking is too.
I don't want to be thinking about work and all the stuff that needs to be done that I'm not there to do, but I can't seem to turn that part of me off. I'm crazy, huh?
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