I hate this. I just started this job, and I'm missing work because I'm sick. But, there's no way I could have worked today. Once I got home (stopping once along the way to throw up again), I tried to lie down, but the world was too spinny. I sat and cried and shivered and sweated for a while. Finally, I managed to fall asleep... on my bathroom floor, since I had to stay near to a toilet thanks to my stomach wanting to expel what little contents it had.
I got up again this afternoon, and called and made a doctor's appointment for tomorrow. I suspect that this is just the stomach flu (yes, yes, I know, there's no such thing as a stomach flu, but you know what I mean), but I really don't want this to continue any longer than necessary. I spoke with my boss, and we agreed that I will call him in the morning and let him know how things are going.
While I was debating if I could manage to try to eat some soup, someone knocked on my door. It was UPS. I didn't recall ordering anything, and so I was confused. The labeling on the box wasn't helpful, either. I opened it and found... a panda blanket! I had found the blanket last week while looking for panda-printed fleece online, and mentioned it on IRC. obra is a very sneaky man, and bought it for me. Thank you, obra! It is warm and comfy, and I am wrapped it in.
utterlyjaded is going to bring me fruit salad, and I am going to try to keep that down, and then try going back to bed. I'm exhausted, and I still have a fever, and my stomach is still completely broken.
I have wonderful friends. Between folks sending me words of support, and assuring me that AOL is not going to fire me for not going to work when I am throwing up all day long, and some help various folks to help with panic and logistical issues and health issues and warmth issues and and and... I have wonderful friends. Even if I have an evil, traitorous body.
Fneh. Stupid orcs. Still not king.