It is really quite amazing how poorly a cold can make you feel. I started feeling truly miserable today at around 11 am and finally left work at around 2:30. We don’t have sick leave, just paid time off which can be used either for vacation or sick time. We’re also not really supposed to work from home. As a result, I’m very motivated to go to work. I wonder how many co-workers I infected before I finally gave up and went home?
It’s 5 pm now, and I still feel truly awful, though lying on my back in bed watching Netflix is a nicer way to feel awful than sitting in meetings. L seems to be feeling a bit better, thankfully.