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...of a sick day.

Only a sick person would not take a sick day.  I mean, sick in the head.  So I must be... sick in the head... as well as in the throat.

I think back on the amount of sick days that I have taken when I never went to the doctor, I wasn't "contagious", and I almost definitely should have gone into work.  But now I am a teacher and have subsequently gone crazy.  In more ways than one.  I have strep throat.  I have been to the doctor.  He has written me a "note" and told me not to go into work tomorrow.   This is the PERFECT sick day, right?  But I'm not sure that I can do it.  I told you: I've gone insane.

I am worried about my students getting their work done.  I didn't make plans for a sub.  My kids are supposed to be in a computer lab tomorrow and I HAVE to be there to supervise.  They can't function without me.  Or can they and I'm not giving them enough credit?  Do I risk getting them sick in order to make sure they don't kill an innocent substitute with their teenage ferociousness?  Or do I trust them and take advantage of one of the only authentic sick days I will have for a very long time?

Hmmm.... what to do, what to do?

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