Oh man, I am SO SICK. Came down with food poisoning last night. Had the Runs & Threw up all night long. It was gross. Today I am aching & racked with pain. I have called every FA I know & left messages to please take my trip tomorrow. It hasn't been a year yet since I had shingles for 3 months so I can't call in sick with out the threat of being fired. FUCK. I feel like shit. And VERY old.
This is one hell of a birthday. Doris is at least being very kind to me. Big heart balloons, pink roses (the smell is so making me nauseas again) & 3 great cards. Very nice. Just wish I didn't feel like hammered dog crap. I thought I could fly all these hours (I'm up to 104 hrs) but I obviously just can no longer do it. I am putting it out to the universe for an Angel to pick up my trip. Everybody pray with me!
signed, Old Mother Hubbard.
2 comments:
Happy birthday!
Since I don't have the runs and pukes, I'll have a few beers in your honor.
Hope you are feeling better soon!
Suzanne
I know it's belated but I was HAPPY to know we have the same birthday as you commented on my blog. I am sorry you were sick for it, though I worked all day and into the evening myself, so I barely knew it was there. I enjoy reading your blog!
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