I went to the doctor yesterday. She listened. She poked. She did that concerned gaze at me and said "Hmmm." She informed me that I have an acute upper respiratory infection - not too far off from bronchitis.
"Should I write you a note?" she asked. Seeing my confused expression she elaborated, "Do you need something from me for work? You really ought to do nothing more than rest and lay around be lazy for the balance of this week."
I laughed. She looked confused.
"I really don't think the three year old and one year old will care much what your note says. You can try though."
She seemed defeated. Not sure she quite appreciates my humor.