We would refer to that as a "mental health day."My boss used to use the excuse that he came down with a serious case of "fishing pox" and had to miss work.
I occasionally called into work "well". "Don't you mean 'sick'?", they would ask. "Nope, feeling too good to come in to work today". Didn't do that very often, so they let it slide.
I can't say it feels the same, but a ruptured bicep taint no laughing matter. Rarely do I use pain meds. I needed them for that....and still felt the pain. (I've also gone down the torn rotator cuff hole. Lost more than 40% use of the left arm. Company paid out 10K for that one. I would pay 100 times that back to have full use and a pain free day of the left shoulder. )I don't have to make an excuse anymore. I retired last winter.
I almost never called in to work, until I tore my rotator cuff, then my triceps muscle a few weeks later. Then I was off for four months. I don't suggest that as a way to get off work. PT for the elbow surgery was just awful. It made the PT for the rotator cuff surgery seem like pure joy. I found out that you can be in so much pain you laugh. Ha, ha, I can't believe how much this hurts!
Yeah, who *doesn't* have three mothers? Only two of mine have passed, kinda lost track of the third. I used to tease my first set of step-sibs, saying that if they weren't nicer to me, I always had other brothers and sisters that *did* love me. I don't think they knew I was serious...