Yup, I got it. I caught the vicious stomach virus taking over the school. I really thought I had escaped. I washed my hands over and over and over, but to no avail. CURSE YOU ANTIBACTERIAL SOAP!!! So here's the thing about working and calling in sick.....GUILT. Yes, I get a bunch of sick days, but still..... I don't know if it's my Catholic upbringing, my "old school" work ethic or just thinking about what my father would say. When I was young, the only time I could stay home from school was if I was dead. How many mornings did I stumble into his bedroom claiming to be sick (Latin test) and have him ask me..."Have you gone to the bathroom lately?" Poop was always the answer. So I learned from this man that constipation was usually the reason for any and all ailments I may suffer and unless dead, I had to go to school. Now back to calling in sick. I need to accept the fact that people really do get sick and that barfing on 6th graders, no matter how annyoning they may be, is not the way to go. Stay home.
I really should go to confession.
6 comments:
OMG Kerry you are so darn funny.... that post was hysterical.... sounds like your Dad was a hoot!
LOL! YOU totally crack me up~! I hope you feel better soon.
I am so very ecstatic to see a curly girl in love with her curls...we're a dying breed!
And I don't mean dying for colour.
I am very sorry you're feeling lousy, your blog has so much spunk though! Please feel better :)
So funny! I had to call off 2 times last week and then had two snow days. 1 day of teaching..no guilt this time, though.
(got your blog from spirit blog!)
:) That's what I always ask my husband when his stomach hurts! :)
bwahahhahah!! that thing is ick! it was going around work, luckily i missed it (still crossing my toes though for just in case!)
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