I took a few days off last week and honestly it made coming into work today much harder. I've already been hit with stress and conflict this morning and it's VERY early in the day.
I overdid it a bit on Saturday and the cough and low grade fever has returned. My dad made the comment that I shouldn't be at work with a fever - this almost makes me laugh, if only I could take off every day I have a low grade fever life would be wonderful - but that would be the disability route I'm afraid.
I haven't written that option off, it still rides around in the back of my mind. I may have another alternative though, it might be possible for me to work from home more often but I need to wait it out a bit (if my body allows).
Honestly, some days I feel as if I'm waiting for my body to collapse, for my brain to give in, for the fall that I can feel coming. Then my body fools me and there is the rare day where I think I'm getting better, I feel a bit better, only to be reminded shortly it's not so. I suppose this is the wonder that is CFS.