We celebrated Christmas Eve at Uncle Damon and Aunt Kathy's today. I was, surprisingly, feeling pretty good. It must have been the Christmas Spirit. Oh, and getting showered and dressed may have helped a little. :) I've gotten pretty used to these surgeries and probably have a little easier time recovering than the average novice surgery patient.
It was wonderful spending time with family and sharing gifts. We all had a great time....until Aaron lost all his cookies. Literally. He had consumed 8 or 9 cookies, unbeknownst to his parents until he confessed, earlier that day and it eventually caught up with him. Poor guy! Never a dull moment when Fraziers are involved!