Love December, love the whole run up to Christmas and of course Christmas itself. I don't feel the stress I hear others talk about, I just feel joy and anticipation. But then we've never lived near our families, so Christmas usually involves us and our daughter, though Mac's brother and sister-in-law use to spend it with us when he could still travel.
I'm still not well, my cough got worse and I ended up at Urgent Care the other night, diagnosed with an allergy attack and a sinus infection. Now have loads of medication and things are starting to clear up, had my first real night's sleep in awhile.
Mac saw our doctor yesterday, they're working on getting his arthritis and blood pressure medication sorted. The doctor said that if my arm isn't better by next week he wants me back in for an x-ray because hairline fractures can sometimes take more than a week to show up on an x-ray. He also gave me stronger pain medication.
Woke up feeling very stiff and sore, but am feeling better now. Managed to do a load of laundry, make a loaf of bread and get a little housework done before I wore out.
While I was at the clinic the other night Mac bought me a new bear, he is laying on a sled, he sings, kicks his feet, and turns in circles. Miss Kitty's not sure what to think of him.
Tomorrow we go to get out tree.