Sick At Christmas

We have a Christmas tradition in our little family. For several years now, R has gotten sick at Christmas. Sometimes, I get sick too, but the most reliable part of the tradition is that R gets sick.

We figure that December is one of the busiest and most stressful parts of the year for her. There is so much going on, and it begins to get stacked up several layers deep until we finally fly away somewhere for the holidays. She works like mad to get everything done, and then she just disintegrates for the actual holiday.

It's a combination of things: a student recital, buying & shipping gifts, church assignments, other loose ends, lack of sleep, colder weather, recirculated airplane air, cabin pressure, and probably many more.

This year is not much different. R felt a bit of a scratchy throat coming on two days before we were supposed to leave. So far, it hasn't really hit her, and we're hoping that it will narrowly miss, so that we can go see our little baby nephew, who has a sensitive lung because his other organs were in the way when it was supposed to be developing. We're still hopeful. Unfortunately, because R is pregnant, she can't take her favourite booster supplement that helps ward off colds.

Despite this slight nuisance, we are getting really excited about Christmas. We haven't done much decorating at our house the last few years, since we're usually not around for the holiday. Being at my brother's place has really helped to light a fire under our yule log, figuratively speaking.

We wish you a Merry Christmas and a healthy holiday season. Hopefully, our little Christmas tradition will not spread to your family.