I can’t think of the last time I called in sick. Then again, I’ve been working from home now, in one form or another for the past 8 or 9 years now. In which case, I’ve been in charge of my own schedule. And if I was feeling under the weather and couldn’t make a meeting or client visit, I’d just reschedule.
The hubs has been working some loooong hours on a relaunch and typically has been coming to bed between 2:00 and 4:00AM. Mind you, on days I teach, I get up at 6:00. Some days I sleep through his arrival to bed, on other days I’m not so lucky.
Today shortly after he came to bed, I realizied that I was feeling pretty crappy. It seemed like last night’s dinner wasn’t agreeing with me. I tried to ignore it. I worked on getting rid of it. About 45 minutes later, the chills and the metalic taste started in.
Not a good sign.
Needless to say (without boring you with the details), around 4:30 this morning, I emailed in to my boss and my teaching assistant letting them know that I wouldn’t be in. I then emailed my kids part of the day’s assignment (emailing attachments) and went back to bed to shiver some more. I figured with all this talk about swine flu (whatever) and knowing that a friend of mine currently has the flu, that it would be wiser to avoid interacting with my students and stay home. Well, that and I was a little fearful of that commute over the canyon to get to work and back should I actually get sick.
Turns out it was a wasted sick day. I never actually got sick. I woke up at 8:00 and felt just fine. I guess my healing work worked after all – I’m not surprised as I’m getting much better at allowing it.
But now I feel guilty for calling in. Like I was a slacker or something.
I will say though, based on the emails the kids sent me, my TA did a much better job with the assignment that I would have done. I totally forgot that I’m not just teaching these guys HOW to do something, but WHY it’s useful out in the real world. So I think they had a great lesson without me. And I guess all is good.