Tried to call out sick and still get told to come in

For 3 days I've sounded awful and coughing. First day they let me go home early after they still made me work 6 hours hours out of my oringally scheduled 8, yesterday got forced to work my entire 11am - 7:30pm shift because it was Saturday and it's the holiday season, I tried to take medicine and just deal with it but the last 2 hours of my shift I felt nauseous and actually did throw up once home and trying to eat anything because I didn't eat anything all day. Get up today and immediately threw up after trying to eat a slice of bread. My bf tried to call out for me as he literally witnessed me empty my stomach and the store manger HAS THE NERVES TO TELL HIM "Oh she needs to call and say that herself!" SO HE HANDS ME THE PHONE AND SHE FUCKING TELLS ME TO TAKE SOME MEDICATION AND STILL COME TF IN.

MA'AM DO YOU NOT REALIZE HOW MANY CUSTOMERS ARE NOT GOING TO WANT TO BE CHECKED OUT BY SOMEONE WHO LITTERALLY THREW UP TWICE IN THE LAST 24 HOURS?! Who is fucking coughing her head off and sounds like absolute ass?! Yesterday I got customers change wrong more then once because my head been killing me since this cold hit and my fast thinking with numbers has slowed to a crawl.

The manger wants me in because I'm "one of the fastest" BUT IM FUCKING SICK AND THIS BITCH DOESN'T CARE. I'm schedule for another fucking 8 hours today and I seriously started crying when told to take medicine and still come in because I'm sick and can't even swallow my own spit right now with how much my throat hurts.

I've worked at this job for 5 years and I almost NEVER call out. I called out once back in February because I felt awful then and was sick also and even had to goto urgent care for a Dr note but they still let me call tf out. But because its the most fucking greedy time of year I have to risk myself not only not getting better sooner but also causing a bug to get around all because of a fucking store manger who can't understand I'M SICK, I'm not even the opening cashier, I'm fucking mid again.

I'm sorry, I just wanted to rant because I feel like shit, look like shit, and my manger still wants me to come the fuck in and touch people's stuff and hand out fucking change like I'm not a fucking bio hazard.