It's Christmas Eve. My first Christmas in Mexico. I'm excited. Things to do, places to go. Why then is it that by 10:00 AM yesterday morning I was feeling bad ... really BAD. By this morning I knew a Dr. was in order. Dr. Gorgeous was out of town ... he makes house calls. I called Dr. Sylvia and told her I could come in. I can hardly drag myself out of bed .... but I do. Ruben comes and picks me up. I've got bronchitis. That's the short story. I'M SICK! IT'S CHRISTMAS. No party for me. Hopefully, next year. This year I am nestled in my bed, Habibi by my side, coughing and hacking .... don't worry I won't go into the details.
So ... from our house to your house ... from our hearts to your heart .... Happy Happy Christmas. I have a feeling I won't be posting tomorrow. You never know.
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| Crumbs, I thought I was going to have to take a few photographs to get one of me looking bad, but hey- first try! YIKES. |
"I reckon being ill as one of the great pleasures of life, provided one is not too ill and is not obliged to work till one is better." ~Samuel Butler
I'm not sure I agree with this quote. Perhaps tomorrow when I'm feeling slightly better.
Hope Santa has been good to you.
2 comments:
Oh Lady D, I am so sorry that your first Christmas in Mexico isn't great. Get well soon, like tomorrow soon(lol))
Happy Christmas.
Thanks Salma. It's 1:15 am. Habibi has been shaking all night because of the fireworks. Poor little guy. I'm just awake 'cause I feel rotten. :o) I'm on the mend though ... I'm om the mend ...
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