At 2:30 am I pondered calling my boss to telling her I was in the fetal position in my bed with sweats, a fleece jacket, and socks, shaking because I was so cold. My body ached, my head pounded, and my nose ran. At 3:30 am I pondered again. At 6:05 am, I finally decided I had suffered enough and called her leaving this message, "M, it's L, call me when you get this". I pondered for another 15 minutes and decided to get dressed and go to work because I knew she wouldn't get the message in time of my first patients arriving and having someone else fill in.
She called me back at 7:35, twenty-five minutes after I was to start work, and a whole hour and twenty minutes after I called her, while i was at work sitting at my desk feel like a piece of dog shit in a public park. i told her I was at work because I knew she wouldn't get my message in time to call someone else, sick as hell, and asked if she had someone to cover my desk so that when a provider came in in an hour, i could see them and go back home and crash. She thanked me for coming in and told me she was on her way to work, and as soon as she got there she would find someone, so I could go home.
We were so short staffed that I didn't end up leaving until 12:10, a full five hours and change after I got there. There must have been a higher power today, though, it was the first Monday I didn't want to shoot myself from being so busy, but rather because I was so sick. The funny part of my day, was having boss #1 ask me why I was still there, when I was begging the other boss to hurry and find someone to fill in for me so I could go because I was going to pass out at any moment from exhaustion.
After getting two shots in the ass and some other medications, I've decided I am calling my boss first thing in the morning, and turning my phone off. I won't feel guilty for being sick, it's their fault if they don't have anyone to fill in for me, not mine!