bug

I was supposed to work the train to Winnipeg this evening, but the flu bug I picked up on my last trip still hasn't run its course. I'm feeling better than when I was delirious and febrile on Wednesday night, but I'm still achey all over, my throat's sore, my head's stuffed, I'm coughing and I have little by way of appetite and stamina (a brief excursion for groceries yesterday led to a 1.5 hour nap), so I booked sick. Not something I like to do, especially with time-and-a-half on July 1, but I like working sick even less. (Oddly, the company is hyper-paranoid about the spread of viral infections on the train, yet provides no compensated sick-days as such to employees.) So I'm off to see a medic this morning, to get a note so that Great West Life doesn't think I'm malingering.