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Christmas!!

This Christmas, although it has been wonderful, it has also shown to me loud and clear that I am very poorly and now have many limitations. 

My Christmas celebrations started on Christmas Eve by going out with great friends for lunch.  I felt absolutely great and enjoyed myself for about five hours. I had to go straight home to bed but I felt like I had before I was ill which made me very happy indeed! 

I woke up early on Christmas morning to see that Father Christmas had visited and left Trev and I a sack of pressies each!  I then went visiting my dad and his partner Jen, then my brother and his family and finally to my mum's where we were to have Christmas lunch.

I was still feeling on top of the world and was thinking that I would be up for my friends to come up to our house in the evening as is traditional for us (although the normal copious amounts of alcohol would not be consumed by me!!)  However, as I started lunch exhaustion hit me like a sledge hammer and I spent the entire afternoon asleep, like most of the people in the UK I would have imagined!

At 5 o'clock I gave in and had to go home, again straight to bed.

Today I have been laid up all day, I think this is the most poorly I have felt since I have become ill.  I believe this is a clear case of having overdone it to my detriment!!  This is very typical for me as I won't let anything keep me down or stop me from being "normal". 

Anyway, despite being unwell, I am having a wonderful time with my family and friends.  I have had lots of wonderful gifts and I am spending lots and lots of quality time with the ones I love.

I hope that everyone who is reading this had a glorious day with their friends and family also.  Sending love and happiness to you all xx

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