Over and done, all that madness and build-up and fun and smiles. The packages are unwrapped, the food eaten.
Oh, the excitement! The anticipation. The quivering of joy!
Christmas Eve brought a touch of foreboding as my husband came home from work. "I don't feel well," he announced. I plied him with Zicam, vitamins, over-the-counter symptom relievers and Tylenol, to no avail. This morning he lies in the bed with a fever, which he developed Christmas morning.
I am trying to nurse him and stay away from him at the same time. I actually slept on the couch last night and left him the bed, though I got up several times to check on him. I am highly susceptible to things and an illness puts me under a long time. My immune system is not the best, and he is not the greatest at covering his mouth when he sneezes or otherwise keeping his germs to himself. I love him but I do not love his virus!
Aside from this bit of misfortune, we had a nice holiday. Christmas Eve was blessed with a visit from my great aunt, who is 87, my aunt (who brought my great aunt from the assisted living facility), my cousin, his wife, and their baby. Such a busy child! She was a sight to behold.
The rest of the day was relatively quiet. I tried to keep the husband full of liquids and resting, which is a little difficult at the moment because we have a sick calf in the barn. Someone has to feed it and that means it needs to be lifted up and forced to stand several times a day. Unfortunately I haven't the strength to lift it so this is not a job I can do.
As for presents, I received an ipod nano from my husband, my first ever music player like this. I spent some time putting my CDs on it, and it now has 165 songs I can listen to. From my other relatives I received clothing, wooden spoons as a result of my unfortunate incident with peanut brittle, and towels.
My brother gave me DVD of the first season of the Mod Squad, which when I was a child was must-see TV. A little bittersweet because he is one of only two people who would know such a thing, and I didn't see him this year even though he only lives six miles away. I did see his children in a Christmas play Sunday night.
We had a nice visit with the in-laws, and a good meal of meatballs and fried shrimp. The nephews, who are 13 and 16, almost 14 and 17, and both polite young men who are a credit to their parents. They showed me how to use the ipod.
But now the holiday is over - and it's all done until next year!
I hope the day was wonderful for everyone.
I’m sorry about your husband, I hope the illness does not last too long. About three days before Christmas my body was threatening to get sick and my husband bought me Zicam. Something I have never heard of, but now am very grateful for its existences because it helped and I most certainly believe it because I had all the preexisting symptoms.
ReplyDeleteHow cute about the wood spoons. I read that entry and wanted to comment but I never could think of anything to add but “I feel your pain.” I don’t think a person is a real baker if he or she had never ruined a plastic spoon before.
I wish I lived nearby I would help with that cow. Sorry, sending good wishes to the barn.
Happy Holidays!
My husband didn't get sick but he did leave in the middle of Christmas Day for the airport and flew to California to help with a teen meditation retreat. So that was no fun. But otherwise all has been merry. Sounds like yours was too.
ReplyDeleteI love my Nano. I'm not sure how many songs I have in it, but I can drive from VA to Fl and back without hearing the same song twice. Love it! Hope all sniffles are gone or at least on their way...
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