Being Sick Bites

Warning: Blatant whine alert!
I have a cold or the flu or something that seems to have settled in my lungs. It hurts like a SOB when I cough, I feel lightheaded and dizzy. Everytime I try to go downstairs and do laundry, I get winded like I just came back from running, but without the high.
I hate being sick. I remember being small and being sick was something of an annoyance. Now as an adult, getting a cold is practically the end of the world. How would I manage if I contracted some horrible real illness like ebola or cancer?
I would have gone to the doctor yesterday, but with kids and life, I wanted to see if this was something that would pass. It was in the evening I realized that I really should have gone. But I can’t go today, my husband has school he cannot miss. I cannot go tomorrow and, I have to work. I just looked at myself in the mirror and I look like crap. My Mediterranean (or whatever) complexion means every time there is anything amiss with me health wise, I get anything like not enough iron or H2O, lack of sleep, sick, dark circles appear under my eyes. But they are particularly pronounced when I am ill. The only thing worse than feeling bad is people asking me 800xs “you don’t look so good, do you feel OK?”
I think it was easier to be sick when I was a child because I got to take time off. In adulthood if you are ill, that’s just too bad.