Getting a Few Doctors Notes

I‘ve got to talk about my hike on a trail the other day. Me and my husband, Stan, decided to go out and see some nature. We both have been gaining weight like crazy, and I thought it would be a great idea for us to take some time and walk. I love the nature and he likes to walk, so it works out for the both of us. I had just gotten off of work and it was 2 p.m. in the afternoon, and it was his day off of work, so it was perfect timing. We both got into the car, and went to the park that was a few miles away. I was very excited about the pending trip. I even made sure to bring water and a couple snacks, in case we were out there too long.

I don’t need to be reminded of the irony about eating while trying to lose weight! We both took off up the trail, and shortly after, we came to a rocky area. It was fine when we walked over the rocks, even though it did cut through the trail a few feet. We were determined to get to the end of the trail, which was closer to the top part of the hill we were on. I looked over to the right, and I saw where the rocks had come from, they had rolled downhill from a rocky terrain. Stupid me, I decided it would be cool to climb on the rocks, and to get a little extra exercise, then climb back down, and finish the trail. I guess nobody told me that big girls shouldn’t climb, but gravity did!

I tumbled down those rocks like a tumbleweed in the wind! Not only did my pride hurt like hell, I also sprained my ankle very badly. How funny do you think it was for my husband, who was already over-sized, to be helping an over-sized woman down the trail? Fortunately, we didn’t see anyone on the way, so the embarrassment was just between the two of us. I immediately thought about my job; I have to stand on my feet all day, and it’s going to be impossible with a sprained ankle, even with crutches. I automatically thought, I’m going to have to go to the doctor, and I’m going to need a note.

When we got back to the car, he drove me straight to the doctor’s office, since there were walk-in appointments, and it was only 4 p.m. by then. I was glad when the doctor saw me fairly quickly after arriving, but I was not happy about the diagnosis. I let them know that my job included standing most of the day, and what would be the results if I chose to go to work. The doctor frowned at me and said, “unless you can do it standing on crutches, it’s not going to work out.” I was shocked, that would mean that I would have to miss up to six weeks of work, on a sprained ankle, and have no income during this time.

I was about to tell him, that if I was going to miss work, I would need a few doctors notes, but he was already writing it, before I even finished speaking. I took the prescription, as well as the doctor’s note and we left towards home. I know that I can’t lose my job because I have an excuse for my doctor, and an obviously swollen, sprained ankle, but the loss of income is going to be a blow to the both of us. All I know is, next time I decide to walk, I’m going to keep me and my big bones, on the trail!

I am really thankful for Fake Doctor Note. It had really saved me from the troubles I was about to face that time. I’ve learned a lot from this experience and I’ve shared this to my readers not to encourage them to falsify their absence but to solve their problems from unreasonable employers.

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