Still Sick

Man, being sick with a small child underfoot sucks.

I woke up this morning and realized there was no way I was making it into work. I felt like I had been run over by a bus.

I emailed my boss and told him I was still sick, what the doctor(s) (for me and the kids) said yesterday, and that I would be in at 6:30 AM tomorrow since my son has an early field trip and I have an early meeting in Saratoga. I also told him I had work here (but I actually haven't done any of it) and I was available by phone if anyone needs me.

He emailed me back, "Slacker. You just want to hang by the pool. Feel better soon."

I figured that meant he wasn't upset (I am feeling a tad guilty because we don't actually get vacation or sick time or anything until we have been working for 6 months. I already planned a mini getaway at the end of the summer taking two unearned days off, with his blessing, before the 6 month mark, so I was really hoping that I could get away with not taking any sick time yet. Oh well.) Anyway, it is much harder being sick with children around.

I finally called my dad, practically in tears, telling him he needed to bring dinner over. My stepmother called back and I asked if my daughter could spend the night over there - and she said yes! I am so happy. Otherwise, I would have to bring her over at 6 AM - this way, I won't have to wake her up. Plus, I can relax tonight without her hanging on me.

I actually feel a bit better. But, I will feel even less sick when I have peace and quiet.