I am still nauseated and took off work. I feel bad and like a bad employee. Sooner or later they are going to get sick of me. If they are not already. I have so much to do. I was worried not to take off, now I am worried that I took off. I hate being me. Why does life have to be so difficult? I might go to my gp today, but I usually can't get a time. So much for that. I think I am going to take my ativan and pretend I am not alive for a day, if possible with my nausea.