Merry Christmas! I am sure ours was similar to everyone's, a family bubble with no other people. Wednesday, William drove from Seattle to our home in one day - a record eleven hours - and mom also joined us on Christmas Day. It was rainy and cool but perfect to feel cozy in the house.
Unfortunately, the night before Christmas, I aspirated vomit into my lungs. After lots of choking and vomiting, I still could not get them clear. Sleep was impossible. Christmas was going to be difficult.William put on his imaginary Super Man cape and came to the rescue. That guy can cook. He and Michael put together lunch/appetizers, handed out the presents, entertained everyone then made a killer dinner. All this was going to be my job! I was feeling awful, still vomiting, unable to eat and not able to do much. By 2:00, I was able to eat some bread and it stayed down.
I fell into bed at 6PM and slept until 7AM, took two naps in the morning then a record breaking 2.5-hour nap in the afternoon. I am beginning to feel human again. I never had a fever or head ache or loss of taste or smell. This clearly was connected to the aspiration.
Did I mention that William and Michael also totally cleaned the kitchen, which was spotless when I walked into it this morning. It was nothing but pure magic.
We are still waiting for the phone call regarding my lungs. Every time the phone rings, we both jump.
I so wish everyone happy holidays and a New Year's wish of ending this virus. My best to you on your journey.
