I waited till THE DAY was out of the way and those of you who like Christmas had already likeD Christmas because I'm considerate like that.
I had a rubbish Christmas Day, and for once it wasn't because of my lousy stupid crazy brain but just because the COLD OF DOOM returned. (shouldn't I be immune for the this year at least? I'm sure I should)
We spent Christmas Day with my in laws. My Father in Law, S, picked us up around 11 and took us to his house, which is 5 minutes drive away. At that point my cough was back but I felt ok. At their house, they gave me cough mixture and I think it disagreed with me or maybe it was a coincidence because I immediately started feeling iller and iller. It's a word on my blog, even if it isnt IRL. And iller.
So I felt sorry for myself and ruined the day for everyone, because I'm not what you could call stoic. I did take part in some trivia quizes, and hammered everyone despite being near dead. Although I'm not a competitive person so didn't gloat (openly).
Boxing Day I spent in bed. Eating Jack Daniels Fudge (a gift from the in laws who apparently haven't noticed that I'm already fat and am not in need of feeding up)
Yesterday I walked into town for emergency Night Nurse. I was supposed to be visiting my mum and was heartbroken at having to put it off but I wasn't fit to drive, couldn't talk, and didn't want to give them what I had, so I forced myself to do the sensible thing. Apart from walking to the nearest pharmacy and back, I did nothing.
So far today is looking similar.
Next year I want to spend the holiday somewhere they never heard of Christmas. Any suggestions? Answers on a postcard please.
But still, I do hope everyone had a lovely Christmas, really I do, misery doesn't always love company.