home and…. sick

That’s the status my IM buddies see.

And that’s how it’s been today.

I’d felt a little “off” since returning from Florida, but it was nothing atypical for autumn. Last night, I was fine, out celebrating a friend’s birthday. Felt great when I went to bed.

This morning, I woke up with a throat that felt like it had been treated to a belt-sander with 20-grit paper. I couldn’t talk: nothing more than croaks would come out. It was a task to call up work and say that I wasn’t coming in: putting together words was very trying.

So I’ve been silent all day. And I stayed at home, as is the policy in our office if somebody is sick and potentially contagious. The office is a confined space, so any virus tends to make its way through the lot of us in short time. Thus, I was home today. And I may be again, tomorrow, if things don’t improve.