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I lasted 3 days this time...

before having to call out sick.  I spent all weekend sleeping, went back to work on Tuesday ready for a longer week, felt a little "off" at the end of the night and fell asleep before midnight.  I woke up in the middle of the night super congested and with a very sore throat and a nasty cough.  Of course I would get a cold!  I called out Wednesday and decided to take a trip to the doctor's office to see what they had to say about this considering it was my first illness post BLA.  The NP I saw was incredibly nice and very sympathetic when I burst into tears when she told me I had to stay home at least another day.  (Who cries about not being able to go to work?  Something is wrong with me...) I spent Wednesday and Thursday sleeping, monitoring my temperature, taking Advil, and sleeping.

This morning I woke up feeling a little bit better so I decided to go to work.  Of course things like "How are you feeling?" made me cry about 12 times before I had a chance to take my coat off.  (See? Something is wrong with me!)  I spent the day taking it easy and answering phones, which is probably what I will be doing for the next week or two until I get back to full speed.

It's been very frustrating to have just a little cold bring me down so much.  I feel silly for crying all the time but I feel like I have even less control of my tears than before, if that's even possible!

I'm hoping after resting this weekend I'll be feeling a lot better by Tuesday and ready to work for more than 3 days before taking another break!

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