The rumors of my death...

[gridlore]

...were pretty well-founded, actually. A little over a week ago I developed a chest cold. This hooked up with my asthma and left me flat on the floor. Convulsive coughing which was triggering my gag reflex, no appetite whatsoever, unable to sleep, the whole deal. As an additional joy, the infection decided to take a tour of my head. On various days I was the world's leading producer of eye goop, couldn't hear or stand straight due to ear problems, or had a raging sore throat.

Since I already had a surgical procedure set for this coming Wednesday (doing a biopsy) I just took a week to heal. I've let work know in no uncertain terms I need to find an inside, loss physical stress job. I'm also starting to cruise Craigslist again looking for dispatching gigs.

Healing has begun. My desire for food is returning, I'm not coughing nearly as much, and I'm getting plenty of sleep. Sadly, I had to miss kshandra's office party last night. Sounded like a blast at Campo di Bocce in Los Gatos.

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Glad you are on the mend. Hope you find a less physically tasking position soon.