What's the worst injury/illness you have ever had at Christmas?

[OneUmberJoker]

Only Flu for myself

eyeball injury...the night before christmas, wrapping complete, dh and dear dog in bed with us.
dear dog got spooked by some noise ran across my face and clawed my eyeball...
thankfully the er was quiet i was seen right away but the scratch was deep and significant. requiring frequent check up's and drugs every 6 hours, and a drive to the specialist on the 27th.
spent the week in pj's and the emerg department where i work :(

Not an illness but cancer, and my first chemo was three days before DD’s first Christmas. Not how I imagined her first Christmas would be! That pukey constipated experience should have put the extreme snotty cold I’ve had this year into perspective but it didn’t because I still bitched about feeling ill as I built a playmobil animal centre

Did you get your gallbladder out?

I had proper flu once at Christmas when I was about 24/5 and had gone to my parents’ house for the holiday. Everyone else had a lovely jolly time while I lay upstairs groaning and hallucinating with agonising back pain and a sky-high temperature. I often end up ill at Christmas, but that time my eyes felt like they were melting. My mum popped upstairs to check on me every so often and give me more frozen veg to press to my forehead!

The other time I remember was when DD was about 2. She had chucked her dinner up on the evening of 22 Dec, but otherwise seemed fine. Exactly 48 hours later, we finished up the Christmas Eve present wrapping and crawled into bed. Two hours after that, both DP and I were crawling to the loo to vomit in relays with noro. We were sick as dogs all night, and poor DD sat on our bed to open her stocking at 6am while we vommed away in the background. Thankfully Santa had left a train set under the tree, because that managed to entertain DD all day as we lay on the sofa groaning. No Christmas dinner was had, and definitely no merriment! This year I have spent Christmas with bronchitis, but that’s a lot better than noro by a long way!

Full blown flu - when I was hosting! Or supposed to be….

Flu twice when younger , last year sepsis and open wound from abdo hysterectomy , this year only bad dehydration and a knackered knee from tripping in house

I'd had flu before Christmas (and just had to carry on through it, as had four small children and a 'D'H who wouldn't take as much as half a day off to help me). Ended up the week before Christmas with the most AWFUL headache. It just wouldn't shift, I was pregnant so the doctors couldn't give me anything, they were talking about meningitis and gave me antibiotics and codeine (which I couldn't keep down), then Valium.

I drifted in and out of consciousness all day, while trying to co ordinate Christmas for four kids under seven; their father had no idea which presents were for who (he never did lift a finger to help with Christmas, or anything else for that matter). He took them out for a walk so I could rest, but came back ten minutes later because it was 'cold'.

The headache continued through until the middle of January when it gradually lifted, by then I was driving the kids to school with my eyes closed to slits and frozen peas on my head.

The 'D'H only lasted another two years. It's been over twenty five years and I still remember the agony and trying to keep things Christmassy when I couldn't move. I don't even remember most of the day.

C Diff this time last year.

Drank two bottles of Prosecco Christmas Day. Fell and landed awkwardly. Was laid up with a torn muscle for 4 months. Never touched Prosecco since.

I've had seriously bad flu, covid, heavy colds and sinusitis and norovirus. It's almost become a bit of a family tradion that I will start feeling ill Xmas eve and be more or less bedridden until New year.

This year though, knocking on the proverbial wood....I managed to so far escape. Was very ill early/mid Dec this year instead was so busy at work I had to scrape myself out of bed and into work. Honestly, the shittest lead up to Xmas ever.

The worst bit was the faux sympathy from clients. If I wasn't in and couldn't sort out their shit before year end, they definitely wouldn't even be giving it faux anything. Also, comments of saying "well at least you won't be ill over Christmas "

Called one one who is vulnerable and tried to rearrange for January, and they were having none of it. People can be fucking ruthless.

DH had flu at Christmas a few years back, which triggered a bout of myocarditis and was in hospital for a week being monitored in case of sudden heart failure.

Not me, but a friend got third degree burns to her legs after removing a foil tray with the turkey from the oven which then collapsed. Spent the day in hospital and has bad scarring.
I had the worst migraine I've ever had last Christmas Day when we were hosting -throwing up, hallucinating, agonising pain. Dh had to take over while I lay in bed with a bowl.

I’m not sure if this counts as it’s a self inflicted injury! I had knee replacement surgery on the 16th December this year and have been painfully hobbling around ever since! I wish I had thought more carefully and opted for a January date as I’ve really struggled to enjoy my usual family Christmas.

My adult children cooked dinner at my house, they did an excellent job and made an attempt to tidy up etc but I’m still struggling to get my house looking neat and tidy again! My oven needs a deep clean and kitchen items are in the wrong places but I don’t have the mobility or energy to sort things out!

I am not ungrateful and do appreciate the efforts they made and the care they gave me but now I am on my own again, I regret the decision for surgery so close to Christmas.

DS was born in the early hours of Christmas morning 94. I felt pretty battered on Christmas Day - still my best ever Christmas present.

Christmas 2004 - I was skiing, fell badly and broke my neck. Was in Norway at the time and had to fly back to Germany where I lived. To make matters worse the airline lost my luggage with my x-rays and drugs in so couldn’t get more until Dr had seen x-rays.

DH was away so Christmas was spent alone high as a kite on drugs (when I got them eventually) and feeling very sorry for myself.

Still have problems now 21 years later as it never really healed properly.

You broke your neck and had to recover and spend Christmas on your own?

Gawd that's awful.

Yep - was in the Army and was meant to be away for pretty much the whole of December hence why DH was away too.
It was miserable but better than being away on tour.

Norovirus.... started on the 23rd December, finally finished on the 31st December......went through the whole house!!

Christmas eve 2018 I had a bit of a cold, runny nose, nothing else. Woke up early Christmas day with a tight chest,thought I might need a nebuliser so went to a&e hoping to be home in time for daughter waking up to open presents. Came home on 7th Jan 2019. Flu A, pneumonia and an asthma attack they couldn't get under control. Kept getting told they might have to put me in an induced coma as my body couldn't take much more. Drs from icu coming to assess me every couple of hours, put a line in my arm in case they had to act quickly. Very scary stuff.

Pneumonia . Wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy

Dad tripped and fell in bathroom, whilst washing on Christmas morning. Broke his ribs and died that night from punctured lung.

A mystery illnesss that left me exhausted (but unable to sleep), I was too dizzy and nauseous to walk, if I stood up I felt faint, my feet were numb and I had awful pins and needles in my limbs and face. It turned out to be a vitamin B12 deficiency, I have regular injections and am fine now, but that was a miserable Christmas

DH had kidney stones starting one Boxing Day, he just slept upright for a few days and didn't get medical help so we only found out later
I got Covid at christmas 2021 and had the worst tonilitis ever, each time I swallowed it was horrific. It started on Xmas Eve and we went out for Xmas dinner and by the time we got to dessert I told DH that I wasn't sure if I would be abl to drive home as I was dizzy (he was drinking). We took dessert to go and once I got outside and got fresh air I was able to drive home slowly. I went to bed and got up on 29th, although I managed to get antibiotics
I was ill for weeks

RSV, I have never been so ill in my adult life. I managed to cough so much that I brought my entire Christmas dinner back up undigested (I was in the bathroom for that treat, not sat at the table). I am a healthy adult but there was a couple of times I was frightened by not being able to take a breath and it took me most of January to recover from.

A splenic arterial dissection and haemorrhage. Probably caused by covid.