That pretty much kicked my ass.

I've managed to get really very sick, some sort of broncholitis (nope, didn't mis-spell bronchitis), lung-infection misery. And, on top of that, it turns out I am allergic to Avelox, the antibiotic that I was given last Monday. This meant I missed Christmas Eve at my parents, and when we went there the next day, I still had to keep rather quiet, still very tired. I have been on bedrest for about a week, and even with a laptop, I am still rather bored.

Anyhow, got lotsa pressies, gave lotsa pressies, still have to send out my holiday cards. Hopefully, I will be able to leave the house without getting immeadiately winded today, I so have cabin fever. ith that, I am off to do some yoga, to see if I can't get my pancreas back to where it is supposed to be. I think that with the cough, I seem to have folded it over iteself, or twisted it or something.