Bah Humbug. Then Again, Maybe Not.

Bah humbug.

I am totally, maybe for the first time in my life, not in the Christmas spirit. I suppose that is normal, considering that I am still pretty sick. I mean, I’m better than yesterday. I’m not running a fever, though I can’t be sure because I still can’t find the thermometer. I can only guess that it’s in the place that socks go in the laundry. Or perhaps where the dozen small bottles of hand sanitizer I accumulated over the years have disappeared to.

I’m trying, really. I got dressed this morning (a major accomplishment considering how shitty I feel) in a bright red Christmas-y shirt. I styled my hair, another major accomplishment. I had plans to eventually go to Walgreens to pick up the antibiotic script the dr gave me.

I got involved in a group text with my writer’s group about holiday plans. Someone is making lasagna and invited everyone to her house. When I said thanks but you probably don’t want someone around who is as sick as me, I got a private text from one of them (my BFF here) who asked if I needed her to pick anything up for me. I was about to call her and ask her to pick up my meds. She lives about a mile from me, so I knew it wouldn’t be a big deal.

Just as I was about to call her, Daniel walked in my door. He had a bag with two orders of chicken soup from Chick Fil A. And, since all the dirty laundry from the cruise was in his suitcase, he brought me some clean clothes from that pile. Then he went to Walgreens for me. He stayed with me for a bit, but I didn’t encourage him to stay longer, because obviously, I didn’t want to get him sick.

But really, how blessed am I to have this man in my life? He is such a thoughtful, good man.

On top of all the stuff he did for me, now, since I’m sick, he will have to do Christmas dinner for his mother and brother by himself. (Don’t even ask why his brother doesn’t help.) He’s not complaining, because his mother is 93 and someone has to make a Christmas dinner for her. So enough about that.

So, I was sitting here this afternoon, typing this, and fell asleep, as I’m prone to do. I was awakened by a call from my son, which we quickly converted to a Facetime call. We talked for an hour and a half, and boy, did that ever give me a lift. He is such a good kid, taking care of his family, working hard and being successful, and he did this on his own. I’m so proud of him, and so grateful for him.

So I have two wonderful men in my life.

So, here I am, physically feeling crappy (but slightly better!). My ribs and back ache from all the coughing I have done. My head is pounding and my stomach is not happy about the antibiotics. But I am feeling so blessed right now, so utterly grateful for the people in my life. Grateful that a few people still read this blog on a regular basis, considering I write so irregularly and infrequently.

I guess I’m not so Bah Humbug as I thought.

Merry Christmas Eve to all.

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