Sick at the wrong time.

It's the wrong time.
It's the wrong day.

I felt really sick and wasn't able to move around this morning.
So I close my eyes and slept again.

Little did I know when I wake up, I cannot make it in time to visit the polyclinic. Now I can't get my MC and tomorrow Olivia's gonna screw me up down left right for not being able to produce a MC for her to certify I AM sick, even when I AM sick.
Wasted trip. I felt like vomiting out just about anything that's in my tummy throughout the ride to the polyclinic and back home.

Reach home, I went to sleep, and now, I'm awake!
Not feeling any better. It's this hard to just even think.
Worse, tomorrow's work - gotta reach at 10am.
I should just go back to bed, or I'll never make it there.

Wait, will I even make it there in one piece in my current situation?
We'll see... We'll see...

Nights.