I’ve been banned from work. My lovely Operations Manager, Ali, said she’d kick my a*** if I came in to work. She has threatened to send the police to my door, to barricade me in.
Of course, she’s being one of the most caring managers I’ve ever worked with, because she has heard what I sound like today, and whatever I’m down with makes me sound like death. I’m still sleeping a lot (though in short fits) and I’m still wracked with aches and pains. Still. My appetite is coming back slowly and I’m hopeful my energy levels will return soon. In the meantime, Ali has suggested I get some reading done, so I’m going to follow her advice and read some articles from the think tank, Demos.
*huge, non-infectious hug to Ali* Thanks sweetheart.