Not in pain, but a real good flu where you're sick all over. Then you can't do anything! You literally cannot: to go to work when you're really sick is irresponsible to others you come in contact with. If you can't do it, you don't worry about it. All your cares disappear. "Honey, I can't take care of the kids, I can hardly get out of bed. I don't want to give them what I have."
But I hate being just a little sick. You feel just crappy enough that you can justify not working, but there's a little doubt. "Half the world's work is done by people who don't feel well," some professor said to some student." "Maybe if I just pushed through. What am I, a man or a mouse?"
Although I just have a cold, I felt completely shitty enough yesterday to tell Dr. Ana I could go to FIU to study. But today, I felt incompletely shitty. I was getting better. And I was getting aggravated with myself for not trying. So I called Ana and told her I would like to try working today, virtually. Luckily, she didn't pick up and I left a message.
