Sick on christmas eve.
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I s'pose it could have been worse than a cold (or uh, very mild flu, not sure), but THIS GODDAMN TIMING. The worst part of it overlaps perfectly with today, so from this point on, it'll likely get better. And then tomorrow uncle visits us, and then the day after, christmas lunchings. Perfect opportunities to infect more hapless souls with the Badly Timed Cold(tm). >.>
Two years back I got stomach 'flu or something. Stupendously contagious (I got it off my uncle while staying with him) so I missed Christmas, but still passed it to my mum and her boyfriend before I left after staying with them over the holidays.
Nasty one since I couldn't eat anything over two or three days for fear it would disturb the illness (I spent a great deal of time in the bathroom anyway) so my Christmas dinner consisted of salted crisps/chips and a raspberry coconut chocolate bar.
The first day fever I had did result in me seriously considering whether the effort it would take to get out of bed and walk 20 feet to pee would be more difficult to deal with than peeing myself in the bed, partly because other people were using the bathroom at the time.
A close run thing, but I decided to get up.