better living through chemistry
so i'm sick. i'm on the verge, which is enough for me. it will inevitably get worse. the sore throat usually takes a good two weeks to turn into a full-fledged cold. then, i'm sniffly and hoarse and achy for a week or so, and then deal with the sexy phlegm and residual sore throat for another two weeks, until i gradually recover.
but i am armed with the marvels or ancient medicine. echinaccea tea and elderberry extract. echinaccea tea is soothing and tasty, and *apparantly* boosts the old immune system. but we're not allowed to be quoted on that. elderberry extract, on the other hand, is putrid. "your mother is a hamster and your father smells like elderberries" was infact a horrid insult not unique to british people impersonating french guards.
do these herbal remedies really help? can we quantify it? not really. can we believe in it? sure. i believe.
i wonder if this belief is the same as the belief i have in ghosts and/or aliens. it all boils down to the fact that i'm afraid to say either one doesn't exist, so i say i don't not believe in them.
i'm a little afraid of doing absolutely nothing here, so i'll plug my nose and swallow that foul elixer, washing it down with a nice steaming henna patterned mug of echinaccea tea. hmmm, and maybe a spoonful of honey. you know, they say honey is nature's antibiotic....
No comments:
Post a Comment