Pneumonia
Friday, Feb 29, 2008 9:38AM / Standard Entry
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So in order to let you all know where I've been, I'm blogging. I've been sick. Isn't that exciting?
Seriously though, I love to talk about the progression of me being
sick. It was the most exciting thing that has happened to me that
incurs pity in quite some time. hahahah At least without making me
look like an idiot, cuz you can't help getting sick to a certain
extent.So here's the long story ha! My boss had pneumonia (or at least
that
was the rumor) but we were in the process of doing budgeting for next
fiscal year which starts in July, so we had to project how much money
we are going to need to do advertisements for the next year (which
actually isn't so bad) and how many people would call in off said
advertisements (which is a bit harder) and then predict how many of
those people who call in for more information would actually enroll in
the school (which sucks posterior cuz how the bleep am I supposed to
know how well the call center does their job in changing leads into
students, but I still have to say how many ppl will start in the
budgets I give to the client), so needless to say, this is like one of
the most important times of year for our company because it determines
how much money we're going to be making over the next year, and
therefore, my boss came in to work when she was sick.
Now, because this was my first time doing budgets, and having two of
the most difficult markets to deal with, I spent a lot of time working
on them, and therefore, sort of wore myself out, not to a huge degree,
but I was definitely brain dead when I went home each day. Then, the
day before budgets were due, my boss finally had the time to go over my
budgets with me. She has to look over each set of budgets and make
changes before they are submitted to the client, and she'd been really
busy doing everyone else's, and because my markets were harder markets,
she kept putting them off so she'd have time to do them and "really
focus". Which meant that we STARTED looking at them at 5:00PM, and I
was supposed to leave at 5:30. Well, anyways, after a couple of hours,
we finally finished them, but because my boss was "rushed" she told me
to make the changes, and then show them to her again the next morning,
so I took them home, and worked on them almost all night.
Somewhere within the time I was working, I started coughing. I got to
work bright and early the next morning, ready to show them to her
because we had to submit them to the client by 3:00PM, and then she
wasn't there. 9:00 passed, and then 9:30, still no sign. At this
point, my manager was stressing a little bit because even if the entire
budgets were perfect, I still had to put them into the proper
spreadsheets, and make sure everything was set and ready to go with no
typos, etc. The tickle in my throat that had developed overnight,
started to grow into a real irritation, and I started sucking on cough
drops. Finally, at 10:15 she drove into the parking lot, but then, she
had a meeting to go to so she didn't even get out of her car, she just
picked up the other people who were going to the meeting with her and
left. At this point, I was like, so now what? It wasn't until 11:45
that my boss called and said to have the other two managers look the
budgets over and then go from there. The only problem with this was
that the two managers aren't familiar with my markets, so it took a lot
more time than just the few minutes to look them over. So, at 1:45 I
finally got the go ahead to input my numbers into the spreadsheets.
That's 10 spreadsheets I had to fill out. The harder I worked, the more
often I coughed, and the longer the coughing spells became. Just as I
was finishing, my manager called me and said that she had been wrong,
and the "start rate" couldn't be the same across the board. I had to
switch them to vary, but she not only hadn't told me this before, but
she also had no idea how to go about doing it. So I had to figure it
out on my own. At this point, I went to work again, calculating
formulas, and coughing violently. Long story short, I finished my
budgets with 2 minutes to spare, so had no time to look them over or
anything. After submitting the budgets, I spent the next couple of
hours before going home trying to do the regular tasks of my job, and
trying to keep from coughing up a lung.
After work, I went home feeling lousy, but thinking that a good night's
sleep would rid me of any illness. Unfortunately for me, I couldn't
sleep. Everytime I lay down, I would start coughing so hard, I had to
sit up or get on all fours to regulate my breathing. I tried lying on
my side, on my stomach, you name it. I even tried sleeping sitting up,
but nothing was working. By this time, it was the middle of the night,
and my husband was sleeping. I didn't want to wake him up because
there really wasn't anything anybody could do, so I just kept running
the shower and inhaling the steam to try to soothe my throat and keep
myself from coughing. I must have spent at least 3 hours in the bath
that night. There really is nothing worse than being up by yourself in
the middle of the night when you're not feeling well. I kept drinking
tea with honey, or rock sugar, or hot water with lemon and honey, but
nothing worked. My ribs hurt from coughing, my throat felt like it was
on fire, and I was starting to get a real headache from lack of sleep
and exhaustion. But there was really nothing I could do except sit on
the couch and wait for morning.
More when I get home...
~Cyn...
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