Yesterday, I came down with a nasty stomach bug, and was forced to spend the day either on the couch or in the bathroom.
I’m on top of deadlines. There’s nothing that couldn’t wait at least another day.
The client for whom I’d have been onsite was fine about it. Just wished me a quick recovery and left me alone.
Several others, however, who wouldn’t even have had my attention that day had I been healthy came at me with, “Oh, I know you’re sick today, but can’t you just. . . .?”
I am sick.
Not having a bit of an annoying cold or allergy that I can push through, but genuinely sick.
I am taking a sick day.
That means I am NOT WORKING.
Be being home sick doesn’t mean I suddenly have the time to move an on-track project higher up in the queue. It’s not an extra block of time to devote to a client who is already getting plenty of it.
When I was young and naive enough to feel guilty for being sick, sometimes I’d acquiesce. I can’t tell you how often the clients then balked at being charged for the time “because you were sick that day.” Uh, I hauled myself out of bed while sick to do the work you asked, and now you don’t want to pay me BECAUSE I went the extra mile when I was sick? Get a grip. You’re being charged.
I don’t do that anymore. I hold my boundaries and say, “I’ll do it as soon as I’m up to working again.”
Being home sick means I AM SICK. I am taking care of myself so that I can get healthy more quickly and be more productive on ALL my projects, and for all my clients.
It doesn’t mean sneaking in extra work — which wouldn’t be of any quality because I don’t feel coherent enough to be witty — for someone whose project isn’t due, and it completely on track.
It’s bad enough I lost an entire day of billable hours AND an entire day of work on my novels and plays.
I couldn’t sit up. I couldn’t think.
How the hell could I get anything worthwhile done on YOUR project?
I’m sick. I’m not taking a day off for fun. I don’t do that. If I’m sick, I take a sick day. If I need a day off for something else, I take it off. I don’t pretend to be sick.
And if this was a day off for fun, I STILL wouldn’t be sneaking in your work. It would be a day OFF.
Sick days are sick days. They are called so because when we take a sick day we need them to get well. To think someone can “just do this little thing” (and it’s NEVER little) shows a blatant disrespect that sends up a red flag.
Whenever someone comes at me with the attitude that taking a sick day means I’m not really sick and I must just want a day off, it gives me information about that individual. Chances are that’s what they do — call in “sick” when they don’t feel like working, not because they’re really sick.
In other words, because they lie, they assume I’m lying.
I don’t lie about sick days.
But now I have two red flags about them. One is the lack of respect. The other is that chances are good they lie. It makes me proceed with much more caution.
How do you handle demands on you when you’re sick? How do you hold your boundaries?