At this time last year I was in my recliner watching
A Christmas Story, unwrapping gifts, and sipping on my breakfast of Fuzzy Naval protein drink (BLECH!). Oh, and suffering from a giant gas bubble from the CO2 they pumped into me during the surgery. That was my whole day: Christmas movies and protein drinks. No Christmas dinner and no family other than my husband and cats.
This year, I'm happy to report that I had one egg and two pieces of sausage for breakfast, I'll be able to eat Christmas dinner, and I'll see my family. Bob has to work unfortunately, but we'll see each other later.
Max says, "Merry Christmas, everyone!"
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