So, I’ve been at home all day today. Sick as a dog. It hit me last night during the auditions for “Streetcar Named Desire”. Started coughing and just couldn’t seem to stop. When I went to bed last night I was coughing my fool head off, and it continued this morning. So, after I went and had my latest MRI, I came home and went back to bed. Can I afford it? No. Is it going to contribute to the second really shitty paycheck in a row? Yep. Can I help it? No. I mean, I went back to bed after my MRI and slept until 2. I’m basically in a kind of haze right now. No way I could have gone to work.
I think I may even have a fever. Joy of joys.