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Two days before Christmas, I woke to the feeling of being trampled by 8 not-so-tiny reindeer. Every hair follicle on my body ached. My stomach cramped, heaved and lurched. I tried to stand up three times, but I was dizzier than Grandma with a double-shot eggnog. I dont have time to be sick, I thought. I wasnt worried about infecting my relatives or yakking in the Jell-O salad. I had to get toast tongs.