Day 24 To Work or Not to Work

I have a cold.  I spent a day convincing myself that it was allergies (I took both an allergy pill and ColdEeze so perhaps I will never know the truth) only to be knocked on my butt yesterday by all symptoms that add up to a cold.  My coughing and nose blowing at work prompted my co-worker/boss to implore me to stay home the next day if I wasn’t feeling well.  We work in a very small space and, fairly, she didn’t want whatever I have (we were both working on the assumption that it was a cold we were dealing with)

When I woke up (for the first time) yesterday, it was patently clear to me, whether it was a cold or allergies, that I was of little to no use to anyone.  I dragged myself out of bed, called my boss at home to tell her, got the kids off to school (yeah, I drove them wearing my pajamas…so what?) came home and immediately fell asleep for four hours.  Ironically, they were the exact four hours I should have been at work.  Clearly, I would not have been too productive.  I got up, thumped downstairs, ate something and then turned around and went back to sleep for another three hours.  It was then that I went online and found an email (sent to me at 5:10 the night before) (I had gotten in bed at 7) from aforementioned boss:

Subj: Tomorrow

Hope you’ll be feeling better by tomorrow –
 
We have 8 deal mementos to price out for XXX, one tote bag to find for XXX and one order for XXXX.
 
C
Now, as I mentioned, I did not receive this email until the day had passed.  (Note to readers: I have to be feeling pretty terrible to not read my email…).  The day was gone and there was nothing I could do about it.  So today, definitely feeling better but far from cured, I dutifully got up, loaded up on Tylenol Day, did my hair (I recently cheated on my hairdresser and now have the best haircut I have had in years) got dressed (in anything but jeans), got the kids out the door and to school and dragged myself into the office.  
Upon arrival, I was faced with a pile of non urgent administrative tasks to take care of.   I was working my way through them when I got my daily call from C. on her way into the office.  When I answered the phone, sounding just a little worse than I felt, we shared the following exchange:
C: Wow, you sound terrible.
Me: Well, I’m sick.
C: Then why’d you come in?
Me: I knew there was a lot going on and I just couldn’t get in yesterday.  I didn’t get your email til late in the day.
C: That was yesterday.  I got it done.  I don’t want what you have.
Me: Okay, then if everything is under control I will finish up what I am doing and head out.
Later, when she arrived at the office after I answered the phone:
C: You don’t sound as sick as you say you are.
Me: That’s because I am hopped up on Tylenol Day
C: Well, I don’t want what you have.
Me: Okay. 
And out the door I went.
I fully understand her not wanting what I have (I know I don’t want what I have) but, is it just me, or was I stuck between a rock and a hard place with that one?  If I stayed home she was annoyed, if I went in she was annoyed.  One thing I know for certain — I am not getting paid enough for that kind of aggravation.  Bad attitude?  Ooops.
So now, as I sit here with that hacking-so-hard-I-hope-I-don’t-barf cough I know in my heart that I am better off at home.  Why, then, do I feel like I am doing something wrong?  Why,  then, do I feel guilty? (see archived post Day 13 if you sense a theme here) and why, then, am I torturing myself? 

2 Comments »

  1. jelizabeth said

    I wonder if what you’re feeling as “guilt” is a disguise for that uneasy feeling of not quite having made a decision about something you want to make a decison about, namely, your job. You want resolution to a question that seems persistently open right now.

  2. JLR said

    Ya think?

    That and the fact that I have always felt guilty when calling in sick to work…always.

    Any thoughts, Freud? :-)

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