Thanksgiving, good and not so good

We were just up in Maine for a couple of days for Thanksgiving. We had the big dinner on Saturday this year to accommodate everyone’s schedule, and I’m glad we were all able to be there. E. and I drove up on Friday, stopping in to visit Theo on the way. We made it up to Raymond in time for dinner. Kris and Dan came along a little while later, having driven up from visiting with Dan’s family.

We had a lovely dinner all together on Saturday, with all the traditional dishes (for our family). My grandmother was with us for dinner and an old college friend of Kris’s came to visit in the evening. We had a good time together, but over the course of the evening I started to have an allergic reaction to something. I don’t know what it was I was reacting to, but it got so bad by late Saturday night that E. and I just had to leave and drive straight home to Georgetown rather than stay for another day as we had intended. I often get a small reaction from going to Raymond, probably just my body responding to change in the ambient pollen and suchlike, but it’s been a long time since I reacted as strongly as this. The medicines I’ve been on for the past year seem to have done a good job of controlling my seasonal allergies, so I’m thinking I should go back to the doctor and get him to take a closer look.

It was sad to have to leave early. I don’t get many chances to get together with Mom and Dad and Kris and Dan all at once and I wasn’t happy about missing out, but my body was clearly telling me to get away from something. The next day at home I was tired and slow all day as my body was getting over the stress. Christmas is coming up and I don’t want to repeat this experience.


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