All I Want For Christmas Is the Flu… Apparently

Did Christmas happen?

I wouldn’t know.

I slept through it.

I had the absolute pleasure of hosting the flu virus this holiday season which managed to knock me on my ass from Friday until today-ish. I have done a lot of sleeping but I also needed to work so it made recovery very difficult.

My throat was swollen to the point where any sort of swallowing felt like razor blades were involved. Solid food? What’s that?

I worked Christmas Eve in something of a daze and went home to some Progresso Soup (Hearty Tomato) and tried to keep to my tradition of watching Krampus but I ended up falling asleep. I stayed in that coma until sometime Tuesday morning.

I pretty much slept through all of Christmas, woken up by some texts from friends and family wishing me a happy day. But it really wasn’t.

It sucked.

I love my tradition of heading into the parks and spreading my version of joy and happiness to others. Of running into friends and sharing a hug and happy wishes. I miss Christmas.

As I’ve gotten older, I feel like the idea of Christmas has been a bit lost. It went from a night where I could barely sleep in anticipation to a night where I sleep like a little baby. A time when I worked so hard to find the perfect gifts for the people I love to a time where we don’t even talk to each other.

I was planning on calling my siblings for Christmas but that turned into texts while I was battling illness.

I really hated that I spent Christmas alone.

At the end of the day, it’s really just another day. But after so much. So much that’s gone on this year, last year, life. It really sucked being alone.

I’ve said before that I’ve felt that this year has been an ending. I’m not sure of what but I feel like the page is turning and something is coming to a close. I haven’t felt this way in a long time.

I’m really hoping this means that good things are to come.

I do know that I woke up on Tuesday morning and felt the devil leave me. I felt my glands clear out and I could finally swallow without razor blades cutting through me. I had some crackers. I felt better but not 100%.

Wednesday was 90% but I could have used more sleep but I needed to work.

Today. I sleep.

I’ll feel 100% and it’s back to work.

Gonna finish turning that page. A new chapter.

New things.

Good?

Let’s hope.