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Because of much prodding from my friends, I called in sick today and made a doctor appointment to make sure that the car accident didn’t break my neck or give me cancer. The doctor gave me a clean bill of health, and recommended that I take a few Advils and do some stretching. I went home and took a nap. I woke up with a mild fever, and now I feel awful. This sucks. I can’t call in sick again — it would be far too suspicious. That, and I only seem to get in trouble with my boss when I call in because I’m actually ill. I bet I caught something from the doctor’s office. The lobby smelled of old age and toilets.