Merry Christmas!!

Only this year, we’re not feeling so merry over here. Yann and I have been battling the Omicronkanobi variant over here (at least, I think that’s the one it is) and it’s been anything but pleasant.

Last Thursday, I started feeling a tickle in my throat on my way home from a friend’s house and that quickly formed into what I learned was Covid.

That tickle progressed into a slight cough which progressed into a headache. The following day, I picked up a self-test covid kit from my sister’s house ( I wore double masks plus a shield and stood at a distance to be on the safe side).

I also dropped off our matching family pjs, so that they would have them to wear Christmas eve and day if they wanted. 

Upon arriving home, I decided to take a bath because I was feeling worse for wear and thought a bath might make me feel better.

It did…for the first hour. After that, My head started pounding like you wouldn’t believe, my chest started feeling heavy and I was extremely fatigued.

I managed to finish up my bath, and desperately wanted a nap. After my nap, I was going to take the test.

I messaged my sister chat to let them know how I was feeling and they both urged me to take the test first, then nap after.

Somehow, I managed to muster up enough energy to get out of bed and walked ever so slowly to the kitchen table, open up the box and empty out the contents before needing a rest.

That’s as far as I got.

I dragged myself to the couch where I stayed falling in and out of sleep until Yann finished work and assisted me with the test.

The results:

Positive.

I was pretty shocked as I’m pretty careful when I’m out and on top of that, I literally don’t go anywhere. I’m home like ALL the time.

To be absolutely sure, the next morning, I took another test, and once again it showed up positive.

Well then. This sucks.

This is the first year since Covid began that our Christmas plans have been compromised.

My family had been blessed enough that we still managed to get together each year for Christmas and that no one had gotten Corona…until now.

This Christmas

This year didn’t feel that Christmassy. Yann worked Christmas morning until 3pm and it was just him and me due to me falling ill.

Even though it probably wasn’t the best idea, we had mulled wine as we opened up gifts. I’d started feeling better by this point, so I didn’t think a glass (or 2) would hurt.

We got our gingerbread house started as we watched a Christmas movie on the flix.

Then we had dinner and went to bed!

Very uneventful but such is life.

Naturally, with Yann being in close quarters to me, he started feeling symptoms the next morning and by the following day was full out sick like I had been the Friday. 

We’re both feeling better now but are definitely still fighting off this thing.

Yann’s coughing more than me and is dealing with a lot of phlegm, and I’m dealing with what feels like a sinus cold now. Sneezing, runny/stuffed nose, slight pressure in my head.

We’re taking Buckley’s, drinking lots of tea, water, lemon, and honey, and I whipped up an immune elixir comprised of garlic, honey, lemon, turmeric, ACV, cinnamon, and ginger that we’ve been taking twice a day.

I’m hoping we both have a speedy and full recovery so that we can just feel normal again.

I loathe being sick, especially when it involves me not being able to breathe properly through my nose. My go-to is and always had been Benadryl total as it is the only medicine I’ve taken that completely relieves me of all my cold symptoms while on it. It makes me feel jumpy like crazy and it knocks me out but it works which is what matters most to me.

So, I don’t think Yann and I will be partying tomorrow for new years, who knows if we’ll even be able to keep our eyes open long enough for the countdown, but I’m hoping you’re having a better Christmas and New years than us over here.

There’s always next year for us, God willing, where we will be able to make up for this festive-less holiday season.

Till next time, stay blessed and have yourself a wonderful new year!

Here’s to 2022!

P.s. This is what we actually look like this year. The photos farther up in this post are from 2019 Christmas when we were full of cheer and as healthy as can be. We wanted to take proper photos this year, but it just didn’t happen. Le sigh. Next year!