Thankfully, the wait at Urgent Care wasn’t so bad.
Our son drove Mrs. T. and one of our daughters to the hospital. I was in the middle of a bad bug, lying in bed for three straight days, and could barely move. The diagnoses? Pneumonia for one and a double ear infection for the other.
So, we called an audible for our Christmas trip. The plan was to fly to California the next day to visit my sister, the cousins and my father. We decided to divide the family in half, with three of the healthy ones flying west and the rest of us at home.
Miraculously, I felt a million times better in a few hours and rallied to call the airline and re-arrange the logistics. It was like a switch flipped. The ENTJ in me kicked in.
I drove the travel team to the airport the next day, and, since then, have been tending to the sick, which has been pretty easy since both are sleeping most of the day.
I’ll cook tomorrow a small version of our traditional Christmas prime rib roast, and I couldn’t resist the lobster tails on sale. Our kids in California are having a good time, and I suspect we will FaceTime each other tomorrow.
For me, I was able to watch a lot of football yesterday and am glad that the Patriots control their path now to a 1st-round bye. Other than that, it has been pretty quiet.
Amidst all of this convalescence, I stumbled upon this awesome recording of David Sedaris reading “Santaland Diaries,” a hilarious essay that launched his career. It’s funny and worth the listen.
I hope everyone has a safe and restorative winter break. Magically, as I write this, it is starting to snow. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!