March 5, 2011

• Humor, the only way to survive life.

   

  The past two weeks have been an odyssey of sickness, medications, bad weather, and near misses.  I have found that the only way to survive any of it with my sanity, such as it is, intact is to filter my life through my sense of humor.  Here is a twisted look at some of what we have enjoyed.

  

  Matthew has had a bad cold, perhaps even bronchitis although he never went to see Dr. Jim since he didn’t desire it and I never thought he was in any need.  In our arsenal of curatives is Grandpa Pelicano’s vicks in the pan of boiling water treatment.  This is guaranteed to clear your sinuses, condition and soften your skin, and remove paint from the walls.  Matthew, silly child that he is actually enjoyed it.

  

  Once or twice a day for several days you could find him sitting at the table with his head under a towel soaking in the fumes and giving a running commentary about the amount of junk dripping from his nose and eyes and the condition of his skin.  My comment to him, “TMI Matthew!!!!”

  

  Our outside temps have ranged anywhere from -5 to 50 during the week so the chimney on the stove may or may not draw well depending on the conditions outside.  Fear not, our patient simply dons his Jedi robe and he is ready for anything.  With a mug of hot tea in his embrace (complete with peppermint fumes) he is well on his way to restored health.

   

  In between vicks treatments he employs his peppermint tea and hood as a substitute for the real thing. 

  

  When he finally emerges at the end of this odyssey of coughing, sneezing, and nose blowing he is stronger and has overcome the bad bugs.

   

   

   

   

   

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