Please Stay Home

So I have a cold. A horrible horrible, don't need this at the end of my pregnancy kind of cold. Much like the one I had at the end of my pregnancy with Liam. And at the end of my pregnancy with Spencer. Not Fun! Anyway, this cold is really super especially pissing me off. Why? Because my husband caught it from a coworker. Why does this piss me off? I'll tell you why. The company that my husband works for has spent a LOT of time and money preparing pandemic response plans, sending out fancy glossy lamintaed memos via registered mail to EVERY EMPLOYEE stating that if you so much as have a cold...DO NOT COME INTO WORK. No one adheres to this. I won't let Dan go to work when he's sick. Why? Because there are other employees who are either pregnant, have small children or whatever. I don't want him to be responsible for getting them sick. Fortunately for almost every employee in this company, they have the ability to work from home. So, if you're really that behind on work, take it home with you. Be sick there, and don't infect the rest of the office, and the rest of the office's families. My health, the health of my children and husband is far more important. And aside from that, I won't be baking any more goodies and bringing them in if you insist on hauling your sickly self to work and spreading your germs.