I’m on the night shift.
I have two with vomiting (no diarrhoea yet).
PCRs last weekend (negative).
Probably had 10-12 PCRs between them we’ve had so many bugs.
My husband and I are utterly exhausted.
I’ve shoved Disney songs on repeat on YouTube in the TV, nested and we’re on the sofa and sleeping down here and the carpets are wet upstairs from where we’ve scrubbed vomit up.
I have the biggest meeting of the year tomorrow morning (virtually thank fuck) and I just want to tell everyone to leave me alone. I don’t want to talk to anyone at all.
I am so brittle right now I think I’ll start crying if anyone asks me how I am.
AIBU to just run away? Obviously I won’t but bloody hell I’m over all this shit.
I’m drinking cans of tonic water for something to do and every time one coughs I’m on high alert for more vomit.
At least it’s laminate down here.