I am guessing most people agree, we work hard for our chance to enjoy our time off. Isn’t that a big part of working? I look forward to the holidays. Time with my family. Having fun with friends. Not having a schedule, just relaxing and having fun. Why is it that more times than not this is when I get sick.
I do have to make sure you know, I am not a sickly person by nature. In fact, I used to rarely get sick. I sure hope I am not just getting more prone to sickness with age, but I am afraid everything that comes with passing the 30 mark several years back has something to do with it. Of course, added weight and less exercise couldn’t have anything to do with it…no, definitely not.
I do place a lot of the blame squarely on my kids. They head off to school and preschool, centers of disease and pestilence, and bring back loads of new virus and bacteria colonies to join the funny farm we call home. Once one kid brings it in, we begin the joyful experience of passing it around the house multiple times until everyone has enjoyed the symptoms to their fullest. Rarely does a parent fall first ill, so I feel pretty secure in blaming my children.
This year, though, I am pretty sure it was me. Christmas Eve rolls around and I can start feeling it. Nothing like already feeling squeamish come early Christmas morning when you hear that shout of “SANTA CAME!” at o-dark-hundred. This year we were treated to an even earlier than normal wake up call – 3:30 am – to which we quickly threw the kid back into bed with a stern lecture on waiting until there was at least a bit of light. Of course, he had a hard time getting back to sleep but somehow managed. Me on the other hand, I was up for the duration. So on top of some bug running rampant through my system, I had sleep deprivation to deal with. Christmas joy to be had.
I was able to do the morning routine and help the kids play with their new loot. After that, I was spent. I missed the wonderful Christmas dinner my wife prepared and spent the entire next day in bed. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to me.
Now, three days later I am finally feeling like I am on the upswing. I will spare the gruesome details of my symptoms, but I will be happy to be in the clear of this bout with mother nature’s hidden little gems. I hope you all had more fun with your time off than I did. Being sick on the holidays has definitely gotta go.