Taking a Sick Day

I woke up, barely having slept at all Monday night.  My head burned and throbbed and I was congested.  Yes, welcome to the beginning of school year cold in the middle of August.  Most of my life I just pushed through a simple cold, sucked on lemon cough drops, took a short nap, but still maintained life as usual.  There was too much going on to pause.

But last Tuesday I took a sick day.  Not because I couldn’t get out of bed.  Yet because I’ve learned enough to listen to my body-and I needed to protect myself from feeling worse.  So I made breakfast, took a bath, completed a small house project, and napped for 3 hours all while running the diffuser constantly.

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The sick day helped me to slow down.  To remember that my health takes a precedence over work.  To remember that I miss mid-morning walks and writing daily.  To remember that the goal isn’t to push through any more but to listen to my body.  To remember that a simple change of pace changes my perspective drastically. To remember that I’ve grown; I’m no longer who I used to be.  To remember that it’s my job to forget about students for the day and take care of myself.

I made the right decision and I didn’t feel any guilt.  I took a sick day on the third week of school.  I reminded myself that I manage a chronic illness daily and that pushing through is not my job description anymore.  I took a day off and could truly rest.

What do you learn about yourself when you take a day off?

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