Godalmighty, I'm sick. I haven't worked since last Tuesday, and thinking about going to work tomorrow just makes me think, "Oh, they're going to love having me around."
It started with a sore throat, which took two days to turn into the standard head congestion and nose-blowing phase. It has since transformed itself into an unproductive, hacking cough. It's just greeeeeeat.
I talked to my doctor's office, and until we know for sure whether I'm pregnant or not, he really doesn't want me taking anything but Tylenol. And I've been sticking to that, with the exception of last night. I took one third of a dose of cough syrup. And if I am pregnant and have a baby with a third arm growing out of her forehead, I'll only have myself to blame.
We went to a drug store last night and I picked up an early pregnancy test thingy, but even at it's outside limit, I won't be able to test until Tuesday at the soonest. By Tuesday I'm really hoping that I'm feeling worlds better.