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Just let it go - you are poorly

You put yourself forward to help hold a stall at an event, there will be another 4-5 people there throughout the day.
You thought it will be important to share the words about a project you have been working on.
There are a number of projects you are working on. Too many actually. It is ok though, you can manage.
You developed all the leaflets, posters for the event, you even posted one tweet or two.
Here it is, a day before the event, you are hit by an horrible cold, what do you do:
a) still go to hold the stall the following day - just stuck it up.
b) let your colleague know that you are feeling poorly, yet promise to drop the leaflets and posters.
You choose a), you are feeling horrid all day, yet meet a lot of people and your colleagues are happy to see you although you complain all day that you are feeling crap.
You choose b)  you still feel horrid, you feel like you have to do something to make it up for your absence.
Just let it go - you are poorly and can't think straight, no guilt to be held for your absence.
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