Fussy Nights

Eliza's been up all night with Jack. He's been extra fussy lately, and as you can see, I am taking my turn at night watch. It's 5:10 am, and I would be getting up for work in about 40 minutes, but I don't know if I'm ready to go back to work (if Eliza will be ready for me to go back to work). She's still got a spinal headache from a messed up epidural, even though she got a blood patch (an injection of her own blood into the epidural space to fix the hole in her spinal cord membrane) which is supposed to take care of the headache immediately, but was only as successful as the epidural itself. Pam is here too, but she came down with the flu, and is quarantined to the nursery until she is well enough to drive home to Orem. I didn't want to go in to work anyway, can you tell why?