It’s never fun to take a sick day… but when it happens, you better do it.
Yesterday, I was ready to roll into February with aplomb. We’re talking a great morning workout, a lunchtime strength session, and starting “The Haunting of Bly Manor” when things wrapped up for the day.
Then it happened.
Around noon, I noticed my head was bothering me. This was my first serious headache in a while, and instead of diving into programming work after my workday finished, I decided to give my brain some time off and watch “The Haunting of Bly Manor” instead. Turns out I can’t watch just one!
My brain was practically throbbing with pain, and after dinner I noticed I was feeling nauseated. Cut to me, several hours later, crying in pain by my bathroom wishing for “it” to stop. For your sake, I’ll stop “it” right there.
I woke up the next morning to my usual alarm, and assessed how I felt. Still nauseous. Still headache pains. Still felt like death would be easier than this. I fell back to sleep for an hour, then woke up to text my team that I was taking a sick day.
I spent my entire day in bed, finishing “The Haunting of Bly Manor,” and feeling guilty over my lack of productivity. That’s right, even in a fatigued state, I was worried about not doing enough with a day off work! On a day I gave myself to be ill, I still wanted to get things done. That’s how I’m here, doing my Tuesday write-up, after spending an hour staring at coding work. I suppose it’s proof that I’m feeling better, and yet my head is still dully throbbing and my stomach still feels like the inside of a lava lamp (I mean, I assume).
I always believe that when we get superficial sickness (and by that, I mean feeling like trash without having the flu symptoms of a fever, or chills, or hospital-worthy agony), it’s our body’s way of telling us to slow down and heal. I find that so bonkers today, because I feel like I’ve barely done anything. I’ve sat on my computer more, sure, and I’ve been working out more, yes, but in general, there’s not been much difference, nor any need for my body to have extra time to rest. It’s so infuriating that right when I need my body the most, it betrays me.
Hopefully I bounce back tomorrow and I can work just fine. It’d be my first time, possibly ever, taking two back-to-back sick days. The weather dropped exponentially, so it could be a change in the air pressure causing these symptoms! Hopefully my body gets with the program and gets me back on track! Come on, gang, time to boot and rally!