I don't get sick that often. And when I do feel a little under the weather - like with a headache or stomachache - I'm usually able to continue with my regular life, albeit uncomfortably.
And then there are those sicknesses which knock me on my ass, where even getting up to go to the bathroom seems like an insurmountable task.
This is how I felt for 15 days this past month. Yeah, that's not an exaggeration. I was sick for more than two weeks in which several of those days were "stay in bed" days.
And yet I had to go to work on those days because of rare, but tight, deadlines that particular week. Crying at work ensued those days because when the file I had been working on became corrupted, I couldn't think of what else to do because of the overriding body aches and coughing.
And of course the laundry and grocery shopping wasn't going to do themselves, and it would have been more of a battle to get someone else to help.
It's inconvenient to be sick, but sometimes I get sick. And if I ruled Lichtenstein, people would be allowed to be sick when they're sick. Someone else would always be there to take care of whatever the sick person needs them to do.
It sucks to be sick. It adds insult to injury to have to work when you feel like crap.
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