I'm thankful Christmas is over for another year.  It was pretty much a bust.  Just before I left work on Thursday I was notified that Katie was sick.  She had a high fever and was lethargic.  Her roommate had also tested positive for covid.  I didn't go see Katie because there was nothing I could do and I didn't want to be exposed to covid.  The next morning Katie vomited once and her fever went down and she recovered quickly.

Friday night after work I I felt sick to my stomach and vomited up everything I'd eaten that day.  I was so tired and felt so rotten it was all I could to crawl into bed at 6pm and leave the two guys on their own.  My body felt like it had been beaten and my skin hurt but no fever.  The next morning I was still sick but improving.  Whatever I had, it knocked me flat on my ass for about 30 hours.  There was no Christmas dinner.  We had kraft dinner for supper.  

The little guy did get his presents open though but he wasn't feeling well either.  Nor was my husband.  We all fell asleep at some point on Christmas day.

I had my covid test this morning and I'm finally feeling better, just tired and feeling out of breath when I'm doing stuff.  The little guy had a nice video visit with his mama yesterday.  He finally misses her and she looks like she's doing well.  She's making sense when she talks.  She's smiling.  It's a night and day difference and I'm so thankful for that.  I am so hopeful that she keeps on doing the work when she gets out of rehab, for her sake and for Jack's sake.  

We broke a record here today with the cold.  Edmonton hit -41C.  Our place wasn't as cold obviously but it's fucking cold here.  When it gets this cold the roads turn into skating rinks and driving becomes very interesting.  

Hope everyone had a lovely Christmas.
 

Update.  I'm covid negative.   Wonder what I had.