I did it

Well, for the first time since I started working in July I called in to work. I hate calling in. I hate feeling like I am letting people down or skipping out on something that I had previously committed to do, and work is one of those things. Not only do I hate calling in, but I hate when others call in. So generally I just tough it out and deal with it.
Last week a pipe burst in the house that I live in and our heat is radiated, so since we had no heat and no water I went and stayed with some family that night. I awoke the next morning to one nostrel being clogged, and I thought "Oh no! I am getting sick." I know, one nostrol does not seam like a big deal, but it is my sign that I am getting sick. This was Wednesday. By Saturday I was miserable. I went into work and someone asked how I was. I looked at them and said "I am tired and sick and I want to be in bed! Growl." I had no growl or bite in me. One of my coworkers was ignoring me, and it was driving me crazy, but I did not have enough energy to deal with it. Everyone could tell that he was ignoring me tho. Sunday found me staying in bed a good amount of the day and Monday I went to class. I had just enough energy to get there. When my teachers looked at me and asked what was wrong I looked at him and said I'm sick, in a tone that was almost, "hello, can't you see that I look like trash." I went to class that morning because 1. It is the end of the semester 2. I can't afford to miss that class and 3. I knew that we were watching presentations, and so I would not have to think too hard. By the time that I got out of class I looked in a mirror and realized that I looked like death warmed over. It was aweful. I debated all of the way home weather or not I was going to call in sick that day. I thought of all of the other times that I have gone into work or have stayed at work when I could have easily gone home. I worked through a splitting migraine, and a work with a constant headache nearly everyday, what makes this different? By the time that I got home I thought that I would eat lunch and maybe I would magically have the energy that I needed to go in. Not so. Lunch was gross, probably because my taste buds are all out of wack. I had no energy. When I called in, I talked to my boss' boss. He was so understanding and told me to stay home and get better. I was so grateful and went to bed for about three hours. Tuesday I went to class and was on campus in essence for five hours and by the time that I got home I was compleatly drained of all energy. I went to class again Wednesday and some of my class mates asked how I was feeling, when I replied much better, one of them was all "Yeah, I felt so bad for you the other day." My mom said that I do not hold my illness well, never have, When I showed up to work later that day one of the guys asked how I was feeling. When I said that I did not feel like death warmed over he concured and said that I looked pretty healthy to him. I do fell better, I still have no energy, but I feel better. Yesterday (Thursday) I came home from class and was drained. I took and a three hour "nap". I hate naping, I always feel more groggy than I did before I layed down, but a whole head headache and no energy made me do it. I really hope that I feel better by Sunday, I have family in town and we want to go see some other local family, but they refuse to take me if I am not doing much better. :( But I can not blame them. I would not want to take me either. I do not want to get anyone else sick. I have my Semester finals next week. I hope that I can have the energy to take them and do well. This is my 2nd to last semester for my BS and I would like to go out with a bang, not to mention that I am still applying for Grad School.