What a week! I woke up Monday with the first signs of a cold so started the Zicam swabs and kept it up all day. But by lunch time I was more concerned with my hell tooth – the one I’ve had problems with for decades but that had been fine since I got it crowned a couple of years ago. It had been bothering me for a few days but by lunch on Monday (a lovely impromptu trip to Applebee’s with Darla), I had to avoid eating on that side. This could not be good.
By Tuesday morning, my tooth was in real pain and the cold had progressed. I called and got an appointment for 4:30 that day. By the time I got to the dentist, just touching my tooth with my tongue hurt. Dr. Swanson took an x-ray but said it was so inflamed he couldn’t even evaluate how to fix it. So he sent me on my way with a prescription for antibiotics and an appointment for Monday morning. Sheesh!
I spent the wee hours coughing my head off and getting little sleep. I got up on Wednesday and dragged around getting ready for work. I felt awful but was the only person on the reporting team working. I sat down on the couch to put on my shoes and was still sitting there 20 minutes later. I finally called Mary, vowing to remote in if there were any urgent data requests , and officially called in sick. I used my last once of energy to put on sweats and park myself in my chair in the sun.
I hadn’t been sitting long when something on the deck caught my eye. One of the cats I’ve been feeding on the deck since the city tore down the junkyard at the end of my street had arrived with kittens! I had known she was pregnant but hadn’t seen the kittens. At first there were 2 but a 3rd showed up awhile later. They clearly were completely at home on my deck and I spent most of the day watching them scamper and play. My neighbor came over to ask if I was going to find them homes. Apparently they’ve been around for awhile but I haven’t been home to see them. She’d even had one in her house. Note to self – stop saying yes to things that keep me away from home!
Anyway, I felt like crap but took a Claritin D and sat like a zombie. By the end of the day, I called my friend who had invited me for Thanksgiving dinner and cancelled. Not only did I not have the energy to make anything but there was no point in sharing my germs plus I couldn’t eat. I didn’t have much appetite but when I did get hungry it was cream of wheat, oatmeal and other mushy food. When I made cream of wheat on Thanksgiving, I finally surpassed the canned ravioli dinner I had when I was in France as the most pathetic Thanksgiving dinner ever.
OK, I’ll admit it, I brought the kittens into the house to sit in my lap during my sitting marathon. And yes, there’s one I plan to keep. She’s a dilute calico with the sweetest face who I’ve named Totnes, Tot for short. Meavy, my dilute calico who died 2 years ago, was named after a village in Devon that I loved so I’m continuing the tradition and naming her after the town near Dartington Hall, where I stayed in Devon this past May.
I finally felt some better on Friday and was out of Claritin D so showered and headed to the pharmacy for more. It felt good to be clean and outside my house. It was a good thing I was hosting Thanksgiving dinner on Sunday because between my cold and my tooth, I wouldn’t have been up for it any sooner. By Friday night my tooth was much better and I ate my first real food in days – a tuna melt and tater tots, which are my ultimate comfort food. It felt like the best meal ever.
By Saturday I was feeling pretty good and went to BK for a burger – the first meat I’d eaten in almost a week. Yum! Then I went home and started prepping for Sunday. I picked up the house, did some chores and actually took advantage of the warm weather to clean up the pots on the driveway. Before I went to bed, I had two pies made and all the veggies prepped for Sunday. All I had to do on Sunday was stuff the bird and get it in the oven and then set the table. It’s amazing how full the day was though. I didn’t sit down until sometime after 1:00, grabbing a few minutes to read before the bird came out at 2:00. Helen, Charlie, Brenda and Michael arrived shortly after 2:00 and everything was delicious. We had a lot of fun playing Scattergories after we ate. After they left, I talked to my sister Dottie, loaded the dishwasher and went to bed. It was another successful Thanksgiving. I’m definitely sold on not doing it Thursday. It’s nice to have time to prep and since I’d rather lose a toe than shop the weekend after Thanksgiving…..
The week was anything but normal but ended on a high note. I do enjoy doing Thanksgiving and pretty much have it down. Now when everyone else is sick of leftovers, I’m just starting mine. Life is good!
Oh! How adorable!
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