The Sickies

I feel like I need to be running around shouting "unclean! unclean!" like they did back in Old Testament times.  I've been pushing and pushing myself to keep going and now here I am knocked on my butt.  My voice is practically gone, and I am achy and have a sore throat and a sinus headache you would not believe...Ugh.  I have a feeling I am going to have to bite the bullet and call in sick tomorrow.  Boo.  My first sick day all year.  I've had perfect attendance this year and I'm really quite proud of it.  To have two small children who go to preschool and still be able to go to work every single day is an impressive feat for me.  Last year we had to deal with ear infections, the swine flu (Chris AND the kids had it), and an appendicitis scare from the hubby that ended up being a diverticulitis attack.  It was rough...I was out a lot.  So far this year...nothing.  (Of course, now that I type this, we'll ALL be sick.)
So anyway...I think tomorrow I may stay home, try to rest and recover, and hide from the kids.  My theory is that the more I try to just push through it, the longer this crud will stick around, therefore the longer I will continue to feel like poo.  I'm hoping a day of rest will help me feel much better and get me back to normal so I can help Chris get the toys put away (our house seriously looks like a ToysRUs exploded in here) and give him a break.  Lord knows he needs it, too.
Pray for us, y'all!