I went to bed at 8 last night and slept until 6:30 this morning, which was needed, but I still don't feel much better today. In fact, this morning, I also added "pukey" to my list of symptoms, which isn't all that uncommon for me with a cold. Maybe I unconsciously swallow my boogers? I don't know. What was extra un-fun about the barfisode this morning is that Norah smashed my head with the toilet lid while I was hanging my head in the toilet. Not cool, kid.
Anyhoo, I decided after puking up breakfast that I was gonna take today off work too. So, after dropping Norah off ay daycare at noon, I came home and slept for a few hours, and now I'm feeling significantly better.
I am feeling guilty, though, about missing work and cancelling my classes. I know, logically, that my students are pleased-as-peas to have class cancelled, and I know that I have sick days, which are meant to be used for sickness, and that the extra rest is helpful in helping me kick this virus, but I can't help myself: When I don't go to work due to illness, I always suffer a bit of guilt. Like, maybe I should have summoned up some inner-strength and suffered through it and just gone to work.
Anybody else ever feel this way? Or do you feel completely guilt-free staying home from work when you're ill?