Around a month ago I had the Norovirus, and texted my boss at 7.00am, because I hadn't had any sleep up to that point. That meant taking Friday off, the first day I'd taken off sick in the nine years I've been working at my present place, and previous to that, I'd not taken a day off sick in the thirteen years I'd worked at that firm, and in the eighteen years at the place before that, I'd been signed off for two weeks with chickenpox, and I'd spent a week in bed with flu.
Since getting the dratted Norovirus, I've had a really vile cold type of bug, which caused me to have to actually leave work last Friday morning, because I was shivering, felt cold and was coughing my lungs up.
I've been back at work since, giving it to all those who didn't already have it.
I hate feeling ill, and I've never taken time off with a cold, but what I've got at the moment is horrible, and has been making feel utterly crap, but as it's not actually killing me, I can't justify taking time off, just because rivers of snot are pouring out of my sinuses, and I'm coughing up green goo.