My first sick day...

Damn all sushi. Last night I ate some sushi at the hospital before running over to the res for a meeting about surgery, and all night I felt a nagging pain that I knew was the sushi not agreeing with me. Sparing the gorey details of the ensuing night, I felt very guilty for calling in to my service doc and the res, and in bright bold letters the "Unscheduled Outs" email had my name on it. Its my first day of missed work, and I feel guilty... guilty enough to check my patients' labs here from home to see how they are doing.Ug. Argh. Uk. I feel icky.