devilman wrote:
The usual routine has been my parents taking me over to my brother's flat in Sale for a bit of a get-together and present exchanging on Christmas Eve and then on Christmas Day, me wandering over to my parents' house for dinner and a few hours of bad telly. I imagine that'll be the plan this year too if Dad is up to it, but I'm rather hoping my brother will suggest coming to us instead, so that Dad doesn't have to exert himself too much.
Unfortunately, one of Dad's symptoms flared up (even more unfortunately, it's the one that turns him into Buster Gonad) and my brother and his family all came down with the lurgy, so yesterday ended up being a quiet present-exchanging couple of hours at my parents, which actually suited me fine, but wasn't really what everyone else had planned.
Today is a meal at my parents' house later and then my anxiety can start to ease and I can look forward to stuff again.