If you’ve been following along maybe you know, or maybe you don’t, but I’m really not the type of person that takes the idea of sick days lightly. Back in August of last year I wrote something that still applies today:
I don’t want to be the guy holding up progress due to an absence.
No kidding. The ball needs to keep on rolling, know what I mean? I know a couple of people that are a bit more liberal with their use of the sick day even when they haven’t been horribly ill, and it really just doesn’t look good. I don’t want to be that guy. As a result, it usually takes something pretty bad to keep me back. This morning I experienced something of that level. A few days ago I wrote about this ache in my shoulder. I’ve been treating it here and there but overall it’s been stubborn and hasn’t left. Some mornings have been decent while others have been rough. This morning though was surprising. I tried to get up, but every movement of my neck caused a spasm. I couldn’t lift my right arm. I was having trouble looking over my shoulder. Yeah, I must have slept in a particularly bad position causing poor alignment or something. There was no reason it should have gotten to that point, but there I was struggling just to get out of bed.
So that’s when I emailed in sick. Hell, if I can’t crane my neck without feeling spasms of discomfort up my spine, how the heck was I planning on driving in? Yesterday, at work I was already in a bit of discomfort and taking acetaminophen to dull the edge. If that was already cause for being drugged, this was definitely reason to stay back. I’ve been downing Advil all day. As of this moment, I’m feeling a little bit better, but I’m concerned about whether I’ll somehow find myself in another bad position causing another not-so-good morning. Thing is, I can’t afford to take another day off. I have a document that really needs to get finished. I’m sure that the powers that be will be a little bit lenient with the doc deadline, but I don’t want to drag it out further. I have to leave the house particularly early in order to make it to a car maintenance appointment. After work I have to hurry back to the construction site to make a mortgage appointment. There’s just too much going on. I can’t let pain slow me down. I doubt I’m yet at a point where I’m close to driving myself into the ground. However, I know that I’ve got a deep pool of staying power that I can draw on. I’ll just have to push through this one.
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