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[auntiemeesh]

I was done with work at five-thirty. And yet I'm still here, with the blinding headache and the icky stomach. Tonight is Open House, and despite the fact that I'm not actually a teacher in any room this year, I've spent nearly all of the last month in the Infant Room and so they think it would be good for me to be here. Yay. Actually, Team Leader knows I'm not feeling well and told me I didn't have to stay, but I feel like I should, if I can hold out. It starts in about half an hour, I've taken lots of Advil and I'm drinking lots of water (I haven't had anything to drink today and I feel dehydrated), now I'm just waiting to see if the headache eases up or not. Blergh.