getting the ‘rona

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It got me at last

The nastiest bug the world has seen

That’s floored every nation

It’s wiped me out clean

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It started with lungs

That were screaming with pain

And ended with sick days

That drove me insane.

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And then there’s my boss

Who demanded I phone her

She was slightly pissed off

At me out with the ‘rona.

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It finally got me. I have the COVID. I have worked in schools since the very beginning of the pandemic and I haven’t had much more than the odd sniffle. I was even telling people that I thought I must have some mutant gene that meant that I was immune.

But it turns out that I am not.

I’m coming out of it pretty well, so far. My chest is OK but I have struggled with a fever that is making my body temperature do some pretty interesting things.

I just feel really bad about phoning in sick as this is my first month in a new job. I don’t know about other people, but I have a really bad fear of phoning in sick because I seem to have gotten into my head that it means I could get the sack.

I was brave and phoned in to the Business Manager and she was absolutely lovely about it (I only wrote that she was pissed off in my poem because it was the only way I could get ‘rona to rhyme with something).

If anyone else is feeling under the weather, I send you all my love and hugs and socially distanced kisses.

Much Love

Rachel xx

12 thoughts on “getting the ‘rona”

  1. Margot Kinberg

    Oh, Rachel, I am so sorry to hear this! I understand your feelings about not wanting to phone in sick. However, you’re doing no-one any good by bringing Covid germs into school. Besides (and more importantly), you need to take care of yourself. Lots of rest, healthy food, tea, soup, the whole thing. Please take care and I hope you’re well soon!

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