A picture is worth a thousand words, yes? At pretty much 12 AM, I had just crawled into bed. I was enjoying the warmth of my electric blanket when I heard an awful sound. I had no idea what it was, but I knew I needed to get up to check it out."Mommy? I just puked." Yes. Yes she did.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes. I just had a bad tummy ache. Mommy? Can we still go and do presents at people's houses?"
"No baby. We'll just have Christmas another day."
"Mommy? Will Santa still come?"
"Certainly."
Surprisingly, she missed the bed and while she hit the floor, she did get to the garbage can that we leave right next to her bed.
So, I gave her some Oscillococinum as I figured that it couldn't hurt. She did sleep until 6:45 AM, when she got up ill again.
I felt so bad for this kid!
She decided that she wanted to open gifts and she did that between bouts of illness. No, we did not videotape that part.
Hubs felt bad because after doing K-'s stockings with her (yes two, because the fingerpaints wouldn't fit in the other) we realized that in the hub-bub of illness, Hubs forgot to put my gifts under the tree!
So long story short, we've been home. We've peeked out from under the hazmat tent, but it hasn't seemed like Christmas. I didn't get to give out the gifts that I had purchased. No Christmas breakfast with Hubs' family. No Christmas lunch with mine. No brothers were there to pick on me. I didn't share dish duty with my sister.
I ate shredded wheat and 4 packaged chocolate chip cookies today. I didn't want to cook anything and make K- sick to her stomach from the smell. (That always happens with me when I'm digestively ill.)
Mom would have dropped off a dinner plate, but my siblings ate everything. :( (She scaled back her cooking knowing that we weren't going to be there and my sister's clan wasn't going to eat, but they they ended up eating, leaving mom with just enough food for those in attendance.)
We were able to open our gifts together. We spent the day together. I've taken a few naps. I normally don't nap, but I got no sleep last night. I ended up shaking, cold and feeling as if I were going to be ill. I would fall asleep and be up literally 5 minutes later. K- napped today, too. Hubs worked on making a cape for Darth Vader.
Right now, K- has perked up and is finally playing with her Christmas loot. I hear the doggie park right now. She is laughing, up and functioning. Hubs has run off with the DS that he bought me, playing the Over the Hedge game. (He bought me the Brain Age games and I've played those all day. Hopefully, I will improve my brain age, as it definitely doesn't score at 36.)
So this year we will run alternate Christmas celebrations. We'll be having breakfast dinner with my in-law's on Tuesday evening. We'll be having New Year's dessert at my parents house. We are thankful for the ability to move the holiday, as we have our health and family.
A Merry Christmas to all of you!
