random truths – Day 1,015 (Tuesday) – sick day

The alarm went off and the day began with the usual morning activities and flowed into the usual log in and start of the remote work day. The holiday meant few emails in the inbox, a Christmas miracle indeed. Actually, it less miracle and more of a promise delivered, as many of last week’s emails were about office closures for this week.

Winston is under there somewhere.

As the morning wore on, what had seemed like a minor stuffy/runny nose and dry throat that was believed would improve with liquids, morphed into chills, achy back, sneezing, and headache. In the brief span of just a couple hours, all I could think about was having a lie down on the couch. 

After a couple messages up the chain of command, that is what happened. I invaded the couch where Winston was completely hidden under a blanket, forcing a rearrangement of his comfortable situation to accommodate my horizontal comfort. 

Tuesday remote day had taken a turn for the worse. It became “call and reschedule Wednesday’s 9:00 am long-awaited dental appointment” and “sick day on the couch and napping under two blankets” Tuesday. The two blankets to combat the chills were twice as many as usual and the daytime sleeping was great. In a way, despite feeling like crap. it was a day of living the life of Canine Overlord Winston, without the blindness and diabetes. Next up is bed, and I’m looking forward to it.