I was more notorious for being the "I can't miss this class" sick kid. I remember, one time, my parents wanting to keep me home, but I suited up and got in the car because "I can't miss my chem test." I got to school and went to AP chem teachers classroom (where most of the upper grades in my HS hung out before school started) and promptly fell asleep on the tables using my backpack as a table. Apparently, I freaked the hell out of my teacher because I was "burning up with fever" when he shook me awake to get me off the table to go to class. He told me to go to the nurse and go home. I said "I have one of your tests today" and started stumbling off to my first class. This 6'5" 300 lb behemoth of a man, this teacher who said if you missed a test without a damn good reason, you failed it, stood in front of me and said "[Naiad], go home and get well. You're not taking my test today." He had another student walk me to the nurse because he was afraid I'd just try to go to my first period class instead. My mom took me to the doc after she picked me up because "106* fever will fry your brain."
Yeah... I may be sick, but I'll try my damned to get my shit done.