Things have been rather fluid here – in the way that white-water rapids are 'fluid.' I think the stress of it all weakened my immune system, because the headache I began Monday with was quickly joined by aches, chills, and hypersensitive skin, exactly the symptoms I get from a flu or Covid shot. Great. Today was more of the same, so I suspect I'll be staying home from the family Christmas dinner to avoid sharing whatever I've got.
I will admit to keeping my Monday afternoon appointment with the pain management practice for my sciatica/bulging disk, though. We discussed the various options and settled on trying Gabapentin for nerve pain, which the doctor deemed much safer that the daily Aleve I've been taking. He also cautioned against lifting more than 15 pounds unless I want risk more injury to the bulging disk, so I will have to recruit more help from my guys.
We did get our Christmas tree cut, put up, and decorated Sunday. Rick had no Christmas spirit so Brian and I (mostly Brian, bless his heart) took the initiative, then Rick joined in.
And here's a beautiful photo of my mom with son-in-law and grandson at ZooLights in Lincoln that my sister sent me.
Still keeping up with my daily fiber snacks; these have all been spun and plied:
Merry Christmas from . . .
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