I've been given an extra week at home. Yay!
Because Dr. McDreamy's schedule is totally FUBAR, he can't see me this Friday, but he doesn't want me to go to back to work before I see him. So I'm rescheduled to see him on Feb 18, which means another 10 days at home. I'm jumping for joy.
His office has no problem signing off on this extended period for my work's HR department, so I'm good to go, or rather to stay. wheee.
7 comments:
good show, dr mcD!
...if you are physically "jumping for joy", I don't care what the doctor says...you have obviously recovered and should go back to work!
JAW fan (and medical advisor)
I wasn't jumping very high.
...next you'll be saying you weren't that joyful either!
That's the problem with you slackers! You'll say whatever you have to...like the guy on the bus this morning. He was talking to his friend about the winter and complaining about how slippery it is under the snow...then went on to inform him about a man who recently slipped on the ice and broke his neck...now I quote the guy on the bus "I'm not going to kill myself going to work, I might as well go on Welfare!"
JAW fan
Oh, you workers are just resentful of us folks of leisure.
...as she lays back in her satin peignoire, a glass of champagne in one hand, a box of truffles in the other.
JAW fan
satin peignoire, eh?
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