Calling in sick

So in this age of super communication calling in sick is a whole new thing. I have to text my boss, then text the people who are going to be at the office first, then send an email to make sure that my boss knows because he might not check his text in the first place. Then because I am the IT Manager that might not matter anyways because if something breaks they are going to call me on my cell so I can remote into their computer to fix it. So really staying home from work is just saying 'I am going to work from home today.' Sometimes I wish I was back in pioneer days. If I didn't show up I was probably dead. Of course back then things like diarrhea and the common cold killed people. So the question becomes how much do I not want to be disturbed when lying in bed trying to keep whats on the inside well.....inside? Ya I think I would rather die then try and talk another salesman through how to get his email while holding my head on in hopes that it wont explode from the pain because he is in the wrong mail box again. But on second thought then I wouldn't have as many readers if I had to carve all these random semi meaningless thoughts on a tree outback. Oh well back to bed...