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My christmas was okay.

I survived it. 

I do well when the food is rolling in and the drinks are flowing. Saves me from having to make idle chit-chat.

Went to one family gathering and I ended up getting the shakes (I have essential tremor of the head and neck) and nerves.

My seat was in the corner in front of family I rarely see.

I ended up swallowing 2 ativan, and some pepto-bizmal and swallowed my pride and survived.

we were being forced to socialize and it was painful. 

Anyone want to share?

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My Christmas was pretty laid back. In fact, in parts it was good. You may raise your eyebrow, but the best part was the evening of Christmas Eve, when we ran out of propane. That night, though, my brothers and I sat around and ate leftover cookies and watched the whole Sergio Leone Dollars trilogy, so that was cool. 

Also, everyone got their cookie delivery on time and in good shape, even the people who got theirs FedEx. 

We didn't actually do any celebrating Christmas Day. About half the people who were going to get together, had to work, and anyway, the roads were ridiculous. So instead, Monday night, everyone converged here and we all just had pizza. Again, it was nice. One of the kids is recovering from a minor procedure, and the roads were still shit, so it was brief, but at least we all got to see each other. And it's over now. AND I got a coloring book of bad words, which made me way too happy.

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Christmas went overall ok for me.  I did enjoy seeing relatives Sunday.  No real "war stories."

The stuff that pissed me off wasn't a huge thing I guess, but I went to my parents house for 2 nights.  Packing everything up (meds, etc) to spend the night anywhere ... the bag is half full of PRN meds and pill container/s, and other stuff that just takes up all the room in the bag.  And even if over for 1 night, still the same as packing for a week, regarding meds anyway.

The one thing that really pissed me off was that everything was closed on Monday the 26th.  And I just wanted the Christmas "after-effects" to just go away.  End.  Get back to normal.  The 26th was like an extended weekend day, and weekends for me in general suck.  I mean Christmas went ok, but then Monday comes around and nothing changed from a regular weekend day.  Not happy.  Just irritable, impatient, and all that good stuff.

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Got sick on Chinese food Wednesday before xmas.  Then Thursday I was still getting over the sickness when Aunt Flow decided it was time to visit (for approximately 7 days).  

Christmas Even night was spent with my parents and their friends who are Trump supporters and they are in their mid to late 60's so if they were  not talking politics, they were jabbering about death and sickness.  I guess they know a lot of sick people and people who died.  So depressing.  

Christmas day was ok despite Flow and I even managed to have a few alcoholic cocktails without having a facial migraine.  

Monday and Tuesday were long and boring.

Today i went to the gym again- FINALLY.  I worked out for two hours- take THAT you empty calories!  

Every single xmas present I bought for someone else was well-received and fit properly.  That is very important to me.  

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I spent Christmas Eve in the ER because I developed EPS from my antipsychotic and my psychiatrist is away.  Then I spent Christmas Day working a 24 hour shift, which at least distracted me from my lack of family and my shitty memories.

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I spent the weekend sick (cold, flu, fuck if I know) AND on my period. Since I agreed to feed my coworker's cat I had to leave every day instead of spending all day in bed with my cat. Then I had to pay for ubers because I slept so much that I missed the last buses because of the holiday schedule. At least on New Years Eve, the buses are running till 3:30AM.

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19 hours ago, tryp said:

I spent Christmas Eve in the ER because I developed EPS from my antipsychotic and my psychiatrist is away.  Then I spent Christmas Day working a 24 hour shift, which at least distracted me from my lack of family and my shitty memories.

Wow that sucks ... I hope things are going better for you now.

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 I had to spend the holiday at a relative's house, and I got bit by some kind of bug or maybe a little spider, on my face when I was asleep. It swelled up and got all itchy and red. Not a war story exactly, but worth mentioning. 

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6 hours ago, paintedsky said:

 I had to spend the holiday at a relative's house, and I got bit by some kind of bug or maybe a little spider, on my face when I was asleep. It swelled up and got all itchy and red. Not a war story exactly, but worth mentioning. 

I think this is also worth mentioning to your GP, especially if it hasn't gotten any better at this point.

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11 hours ago, paintedsky said:

Thank you it did get better 

That is good to hear!  I'm glad it is better now.  That would have concerned me if it hadn't gotten better yet.

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