There seems to be some cosmic connection between my impending surgery, my immune system, and the suggestions of my coworkers.
Last month, my PA made the comment, “couldn’t you put this off for a little while longer?”
Ta dah! I got strep throat for the first time in 15 years, resulting in the surgery being postponed for another month.
This past Thursday, another coworker comments that I should be eating light, and trying to take off a little weight before the surgery. I won’t even go into how rude that suggestion is in itself.
Ta dah! That very night, I came down with a vile case of food poisoning, and have lost six pounds as a result.
I’m glad I’m not supposed to go back to work anymore before the surgery; I shudder to think what the next “suggestion” might inflict upon me.