Sick...

We had been invited to what I understood to be a Christmas program last night, and everything was quite pleasant until time came for the sermon, whereupon I realized that we had been invited to a Christmas service as well.

Upon returning home, I began to feel pretty bad. My guts were all a-churn, causing a few trips to the head, and I shivered while waiting for the house to warm up. I eventually got into bed, under three blankets, and drifted off for a couple of hours, waking at around 11 pm.

From that point on, things just got worse. All through the night, I had one of my patented "replay it over and over" dreams that would cause me to wake about every 10 minutes. The subject of the dream was a kind of strange catalog of steps that I had to undertake to feel better, except that I kept losing my grasp on the steps.

I also realized that the blankets I was under were stifling, but even with the room heaters on full, I would start to shiver if I tried to come out from under them.

It's been snowing pretty much all day today, so between the weather and my condition, we missed out on visiting the kids and the in-laws. I only just recently forced a bowl of soup down my throat. I hope I feel better tomorrow.

Merry (belated) Christmas to all!

Cheers...