No thank you

So today is a potluck lunch at work.

I did my part. I made cookies.

I dropped off the cookies and then punched out for lunch and headed out the door. Several people stopped me and asked if I wasn't going to have some of the potluck.

The answer's simple - no. I have too many food allergies to trust food made by people I don't know or in places I don't know. I've been feeling off enough as it is to have to risk having something that someone put soy sauce in or some other addative that will effect my system.

So I've come and had the leftovers from the Old Fashioned Country Casserole I made earlier in the week.

I really don't want to go back to work. I"m tired. My microfleece sheets are calling to me.

But no, I'll be good. I"ll go back.

you do not have cancer - you have hypocondria

*sigh*

so one of the girls at work is still sick. She's been fighting a sore throat for a couple months.

She's the one that brought strept into the office. It then progressed for her to tonsilitis. And she doesn't take all the meds the doc prescribes so of course she feels better for a little bit then gets sick again.

Turns out her husband's ex-father in law just died of throat and stomach cancer. He was diagnosed 2 weeks ago when he went in to the doc after not being able to eat for a couple months.

After telling us about the man she pauses, blinks, puts her hand to her throat and says "Oh god, maybe I have throat cancer" and has been a total wreck since.

She's asked us all a couple times if we thought she might have throat cancer.

I had t fight to not say to her "yes. you have cancer and you're going to die. Adn the more you talk the faster you're going to go", just to shut her up. But I didn't. I just gave her "that look" and went back to doing my job.

There are times where I feel so old when I interact with some of the girls at work.