One for the books
So Christmas around here this year was a little different. We knew it was going to be different in that we weren’t going to be traveling at all (before, during, or after), and in that we have two kids now, not one, but this was one for the books.
It all started the week before Christmas when we were stricken with something akin to the pneumonic plague. Matt and I both fought it all week alternating nights spent on the couch coughing. Finally, on Friday I gave in and went to the doctor. He diagnosed me with bronchitis and put me on a ten day course of antibiotics and an albuterol inhaler. With the antibiotics I was feeling better within a couple of days and knew that I would be okay for Christmas.
We thought Matt was getting better as well until he started running a fever late on Tuesday, Christmas Eve eve. Of course, it wasn’t until late enough in the day that he couldn’t be seen that day, and the offices were closed on Christmas Eve and Christmas day. I made him an appointment for the day after Christmas and hoped that he would start feeling better and not need it. Boy was I wrong! The poor guy spent all day Wednesday and Thursday in bed feeling just terrible. He had aches and chills and fever and sinus pressure that made his head feel like it would explode. His doctor’s appointment on Friday resulted in a diagnosis of sinus infection and a treatment of antibiotics and cough medicine.
And on Christmas day, Little started having “goopy” eyes and telling me off and on that her face hurt. It wasn’t bad enough to take her to minor med, so I called her doc on Friday morning and made an appointment. She ended up having a sinus and ear infection and was put on antibiotics as well.
So here’s what our Christmas looked like:
Christmas Eve – Jana cooks, Matt lays in bed sick, the kids run wild, we miss Christmas Eve service, Jana eats Christmas Eve dinner (chips, salsa, and cheese dip) alone in the bedroom floor (since Matt was asleep on the couch) and folds laundry
Christmas Day – Matt gets out of bed long enough to watch the kids open their gifts and take a few pictures, Bebe and Grandrad (my parents) arrive and come to my rescue, Jana cooks, the kids run wild, we have a lovely Christmas lunch without Matt
The Day After Christmas – Jana’s brother and his family arrive to do family Christmas, Matt gets out of bed long enough to go to the doctor, Matt gets a shot (a “sinus cocktail” which I hear is a local thing) and begins to feel better later in the day, we open gifts, the kids run wild, Little goes to the doctor in the afternoon, everyone collapses after the kids go to bed
It was a good Christmas even with it’s challenges. I can’t say that I’d like to have a Christmas exactly like this again, but at least we didn’t have the stomach bug that my best friend and her family had on Christmas day!

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I am so sorry you spent Christmas sick! I can relate! I have been coughing for six weeks. I just went this afternoon to be tested for pertussis. I was still able to enjoy the holidays (to a slightly lesser degree). It sounds like you were too!
Yes, the stomach bug went around here around Christmas too and it sounded AWFUL. Glad y’all are finally on the mend and so terribly sorry you had to spend Christmas like that.
Ahhh…memories. You too have adopted my philosophy on illness. If I want to complain about an illness, I stop myself and think, well, at least we aren’t vomiting. Save your complaints for the stomach virus. Which we have already had once this winter season.
I’m just now reading this and it is almost February, but I have a confession to make. I laughed, alot. Some seriously dark humor here. My favorite lines were “the kids ran wild”. I’m sorry for your pain, but surely by now this is funny for you too!!