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Came home from work early today, right after I taught my class. This is something I never do and I feel quilty. The symptoms hit me like a ton of bricks. Dizziness and nausea. I typed up an emergency lesson plan for tomorrow, (anal retentive, control freak that I am), told two teachers, the Assistant Principal, the Principal and caught the A train home. Got home, crawled into bed and slept for two hours. My husband made me soup, toast, jello and tea. Thanks honey. I feel sort of OK now. Why do I feel guilty when I 'm really sick?