So I've been milking this sickness by staying home. It's been nice to slug the cough syrup, and spread ganja butter generously on my toast in the morning. I spend the day making paper airplanes for my kids and listening to music. In the evening, I puff steady to create the sick raspy voice needed to call in sick for another day. One would think, dude you are going to lose your job like this! But really I work where I am entitled to sick days and I got a bunch to burn before June as I'm outta this job anyhow, so it really doesn't matter. Now I'm down to my last slug o' syrup, so I reckon I'll go back to work.