I've been laid up the last three days at home, a nasty viral bronchial/pharyngeal infection, probably picked up from one of the myriad students and staff that wander in and out of the he!! desk. A really superb cough, low-grade fever, some truly wonderful stuff stuck down there that only likes to come up in yellowish chunks; it's even more fun than usual being me right now.... Haven't even read the comic since Tuesday.
The MD on Wednesday morning got me started on getting the paperwork together, her clerk / records person filled the initial pile of forms in today when I had to go back for more (getting worse, not better, somebody please get this elephant off of my chest). Campus HR people confirmed they had received them when I called just a bit ago. Looks like I've got an initial 60 days wait, followed by and interspersed with lots more fun and games with being accused (by default, apparently) of malingering and fraud and then maybe some fool following me around trying to catch me on film being not sick or something....Not a given, that last, but a possibility.
Can't deal any more. I'm going back to bed. Been up three, almost four hours after 14 hours of sleep (felt more like a coma, I think), and that's all I can do for now.
Hail Eris. Fnord. |
