I am not out of the woods. I was cleared for work on Monday. Coworkers spotted I couldn't walk at meeting. Later in the evening the problem was worse. I chose to return to my native community for treatment. My family is locally prominent and the Drs would know the name.
In the end my coworkers were shocked that I was gone so suddenly. Usually, my coworkers grumble about one of our own mailing it in. We just got the speech about coworkers about abusing sick leave. When I was ordered to report to the nurse, I quoted this. In unison three managers said that wasn't referring to people who were actually sick.
I returned from the exam and the boss who sent me there asked what happened. The nurse told you so what is the point. The boss wanted to hear me say it. Why I chose to go Staten Island was private. As the stakes were high let my time be spent in a place that means something.
The nurses at work alerted The hospital before I showed up. I was already triaged in under 4 min. When was the last time you ate and what did you eat. You had a Mountain Dew kickstart at 8 am and half a bottle of diet cola at two. No I am not thirsty or hungry. If I drink I pee and it's more wear on the legs I'll pee later. Apparently I was dehydrated and was given antibiotics.
Apparently, my act is familiar and nobody trusts me. I was only released with a promise to see my Dr in eight hours.
Had he been on duty I would never have left. So I spent the night singing bad ditties about ghonorhea. I even did an Elvis style number. Doc I haven't missed a docket since 2011. If I got to miss my duty at least give me a better malady. No gout or foot fungus is worse.
Well on Monday I return with little fan fare.