Christmas is here again.
At this time I would have been on the Riverwalk in San Antonio enjoying the lights, enjoying some real mexican food with my mom. Hazel was just as excited as I was.
Instead the couch has been my comfort spot for the last 3 days. Its infected with whatever virus that has entered my body. When my mom called, Hazel had to speak for me. My voice is gone. Again I could hear the disappointment in her voice as she said, "is your mom okay?" Later on I texted her to tell her that I have the flu.
No mom I didn't go to the doctor.
No mom I don't have vicks.
No mom, I'm really sick.
And no mom I did not get the flu shot.
That's one injection I absolutely cannot get anymore. Two weeks of pneumonia 10 years ago almost took me out, but God had other plans. So now my doctor has warned me to never get the flu shot. And for the self-diagnosis, ask any nurse: We do not go to the doctor. Hell, we know what to do, or at least we know what we have.
25 years of this nursing gig, I just about seen every diagnosis possible (and yes there is a real thing called blue skin its from excessive use of collodial silver, not anything to call 911 or give oxygen) Nurses definitely can diagnose you but legally cannot. Lol.
Allergy meds we got. Tylenol. Ibuprofen. N-95 masks, vit c packets, broth. Yup, we know how to care for ourselves and at least the 30-40 patients we get on the daily when we go to work.
So yeah, I'm miserable, but I'll survive.
Sickness is God's way to slow me down. He makes me get sick so I can stop complaining about my life and be a little more grateful. Of course as the couch is a comfort spot for me, so is spending time with God. How awful it is for people who have chronic diseases like my husband that suffer everyday.
God tells me this too shall pass. Or at least I die on my couch. Just kidding.
David has been making me beef bone broth, chai tea lattes and of course greasy chicken tenders that have no flavor. Time slows down. This is when I think. This is when I say, of course, you can write all this nonsense down. Well it's been many years since I've returned to this blog. A year goes by, then 3 and then I forget that I have a voice. And the years just keep coming.
Just like Christmas.
Christmas is here again.
Another celebration to think, to work, to create. Whatever keeps your heart happy and content.
Mine this year has been seeing all the talented people come across my path. Whether it being in music, photography, a handmade item or art piece, it has brought so much meaning to my life.
As a creative, I see the beautiful things around me that will be shared with Hazel on our homeschool journey. Art classes will begin next year. Hospice will be my full-time gig as I give up agency work for consistency. This year had to be the toughest with traveling to work.
May everything fall into place as the Lord wills.
May you have a wonderful Christmas filled with love.
Gifts are temporary, but family and friends are one of kind that will last a lifetime.
Be kind to one another.
My new love for this Christmas song. Such beauty for those who create to share with the world,
Jennie
This video I recorded at the Haute Spot in Cedar Park Texas on December 14, 2025 during their
It's A Very Quiet Christmas.
Uploaded to my Youtube. Hazel of course has some of her videos on there, so you can scroll past those.
I'd hoped this Christmas would be a little kinder to me, a little goodness wrapped under the tree... |
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