Doctor Ordered Bed Rest

Yep, you read right. I went to the doctor today and he told me I should stay home for a couple of days and rest. The diagnosis? A bad chest cold that is bordering on pneumonia(that's why I have been feeling so lousy). In other words, it isn't serious yet, but it could get serious if I don't take it easy. My reaction to his suggestion that I stay home from work? Bwahahahahaha!!! You see, my boss is going out of town, and when she is gone guess who is in charge? That's right. Me. And there is no one else to cover for me. (And yes, as a matter of fact my boss has had pretty much the entire summer off. Don't even get me started. How can I get that job?) So I told the doctor there is no possible way that I can take two days off right now. It was at that point that my husband interjected, and told the doctor of course I would take some time off, and make sure I got enough rest, yada, yada, yada. So we compromised. I took the rest of today, instead of going back to work, and I'm taking tomorrow too, but then I have to go back on Thursday, because our annual carnival is that day, and the whole thing falls on me. It is a huge production, and long awaited, and I simply can't disappoint the kids. I could care less at this point about inconveniencing anyone at work. I have been working my butt off this summer, with no thanks whatsoever. But I can't disappoint the kids. They have been looking forward to this carnival for two months. So I'll rest tomorrow, but I'll go back on Thursday, ready to set up game booths, and paint faces, and hand out cotton candy. Wether I feel up to it or not. Because in the end, shouldn't it be all about the kids?