How I Spent My Christmas Day
Yesterday was Christmas Day. Being a single fellow, with little family left in the world, and not celebrating Christmas to boot, 'twas a day where I got to spend much of it on my own. Well, actually all of it.
Suffice to say, the day passed relatively uneventfully. I was in a lot of head/neck/shoulder/arm/hand pain when I woke up, and realised it was a lost day. I managed to make a pancake breakfast (with sugar free syrup) for myself, but that didn't help the pain that I was in, in fact making it somewhat worse.
The rest of the day was spent napping, doing a bit of (gaming) reading, watching a DVD (I can't remember what, will have to get it off the watched shelf and see what it was... it was the Doctor Who DVD of "The Power of the Daleks"), and just trying to sit in chairs and in a comfortable position that didn't make me want to scream in pain from the problem(s) mentioned above. Listened to a bit of music, predominantly Annie Haslam and some Renaissance, and was able to mellow out somewhat. Only heard from one person during the day, and that was Kathy. She called to find out how I was doing, to wish me a Happy holiday season, and to tell me that Ellie had loved the Christmas present I'd made sure she'd received.
I managed to struggle through making supper, and treated myself to a couple of latkes (a Hanukkah tradition) with some apple sauce for dessert. After cleaning the dishes away, I sat back and watched the Doctor Who Christmas special, "Twice Upon a Time". What can I say about it? It was a lovely episode, a fitting end for Peter Capaldi's Doctor, had masterful performances by both Capaldi and David Bradley (as the First Doctor), and introduced new Doctor Jodie Whitaker in a sequence that left me waiting to see what comes next. There was some stuff that I didn't like about the episode, but I won't get into that simply because I don't have the energy and typing just isn't that easy these days. I'm going to miss Peter Capaldi's Doctor for the most part, but won't miss Steven Moffat's showrunning.
After the story wrapped up (1-1/2 hours, including adverts), I took my nightly insulin shot, took my evening pill and some of the Gabapentin, and had an early night of it. Once in bed, I read for about twenty minutes, and then tried to get some sleep.
Suffice to say, the day passed relatively uneventfully. I was in a lot of head/neck/shoulder/arm/hand pain when I woke up, and realised it was a lost day. I managed to make a pancake breakfast (with sugar free syrup) for myself, but that didn't help the pain that I was in, in fact making it somewhat worse.
The rest of the day was spent napping, doing a bit of (gaming) reading, watching a DVD (I can't remember what, will have to get it off the watched shelf and see what it was... it was the Doctor Who DVD of "The Power of the Daleks"), and just trying to sit in chairs and in a comfortable position that didn't make me want to scream in pain from the problem(s) mentioned above. Listened to a bit of music, predominantly Annie Haslam and some Renaissance, and was able to mellow out somewhat. Only heard from one person during the day, and that was Kathy. She called to find out how I was doing, to wish me a Happy holiday season, and to tell me that Ellie had loved the Christmas present I'd made sure she'd received.
I managed to struggle through making supper, and treated myself to a couple of latkes (a Hanukkah tradition) with some apple sauce for dessert. After cleaning the dishes away, I sat back and watched the Doctor Who Christmas special, "Twice Upon a Time". What can I say about it? It was a lovely episode, a fitting end for Peter Capaldi's Doctor, had masterful performances by both Capaldi and David Bradley (as the First Doctor), and introduced new Doctor Jodie Whitaker in a sequence that left me waiting to see what comes next. There was some stuff that I didn't like about the episode, but I won't get into that simply because I don't have the energy and typing just isn't that easy these days. I'm going to miss Peter Capaldi's Doctor for the most part, but won't miss Steven Moffat's showrunning.
After the story wrapped up (1-1/2 hours, including adverts), I took my nightly insulin shot, took my evening pill and some of the Gabapentin, and had an early night of it. Once in bed, I read for about twenty minutes, and then tried to get some sleep.