Feeling sickly at Christmastime, again. I am pretty sure we did this last year. Yesterday I woke up feeling like death warmed over. I eventually stumbled down the stairs, and found one of my daughters lay across the sofa, feeling much the same. Two of us down with the flu! Missus lay there recovering from her infection that sent her to the hospital early this month. My other daughter was making some food for everyone to eat and coughing those deep horrible coughs that send crowds of people running. She was the hero of the hour, even though the cough betrayed her as feeling worse than she really was. Thankfully I was able to hold down a few sausages and then go lay back down. When I came down again, I felt like the truck had hit me. It was like that yesterday. There was no joy. There was hardly any movement till afternoon, when I did feel well enough to do some dishes and catch up that ever-growing pile of mess next to the kitchen sink.
Around 7:30 the girls and I started watching A Christmas Story. It has been a couple of years since we have watched it, so it was wonderful to see it again, and remember the nostalgia of the time it was set in, and the time when I watched it as a kid. Obviously, I am too young to remember the time it was set in, but I am familiar with history, and what came before me.
When it finished, I was good and ready for bed. I hate this part, when I am ready to try to move on from being ill and hoping it will pass rather than land back on me. Woke up again at 1AM. I am feeling the residual still. Garrison Keillor is playing on the bedside tablet with The News from Lake Woebegone. A few of the channels on YouTube play edits with music in it, but there are one or two that just have the News only. One of the musical numbers woke me up and sent me down to the loo. It feels warm and dry here in the house. It’s barely cold enough outside to have a fire going in the woodstove right now. Christmastime does not feel like Christmastime. It is too warm, and there is no snow stuck to the ground. Not like I would have expected there to be considering the winter solstice has already passed. The warmth does not feel great alongside the flu.
Time to try to go back to sleep. Maybe tomorrow will feel better.