I've suddenly come down with some sort of horrific stomach blargh. Despite this, I toughed out today at work even though I was abjectly miserable and I'm getting ready to go in tomorrow. What is wrong with me?
I have this almost pathological inability to not go to work. I barely take vacation time and I almost never use my sick days. Even when I'm horrifically ill, I go in and I try to get through the day. And I hate myself every second for doing it. Why do I do this to myself? WHY? I know better. I KNOW better. But I always think "eh, I'm not sick enough to stay home. What if they need me?".
I'm sore, I'm achey, I can't keep food down and yet I'm laying out clothes for tomorrow. I work an hour from home, so once I'm in I'm rather stuck there... but I keep thinking "I feel like undercooked shit now, but maybe I'll be bright eyed and bushy tailed in the morning!"
I am an idiot.