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By Lindsey

It’s a miracle :: It really is! MEDICINE

On 19, Apr 2012 | No Comments | In Musings | By Lindsey

I get this way from time to time. Totally amazed. For the last couple of months it’s been over technology, internet and social media. These things have proven to be mind blowingly cool, despite the fact that I’ve/we’ve been living with it all for quite a while now. I still can’t get over them :: it’s like I just discovered them.

Today I’m astonished by medicine. At the moment :: one medicine :: in particular.


This pill single-handedly brought me out of my sick-bed where I dreamed up every possible reason I was dying. First, I was convinced I had contracted meningitis while in England. I ached so badly all over, but also where my neck met my head, but was relieved when my mom reminded me that this started a week ago with a runny nose and sore throat. Safe!

Next, out of nowhere, I remembered the movie that came out recently, Contagion.

This is me. I’m Gwyneth Paltrow sitting at Heathrow infecting everyone around me, not to mention all the people I hugged and shook hands with in England. NOOOOOOO All thanks to that….let’s say cheese and chutney sandwich I ate in that little cafe. It tasted fine?

I was Gwyneth Paltrow¬†and have now infected all my loved ones and colleagues not to mention the whole world, just to make it worse. Though, if were just me, I was surely going to have to go on part-time disability while I racked up medical bills in the hospital and eventually lose my job because Ursula couldn’t possibly fill in for me over the course of the 3 months it would take me to feel like a normal human again. Oh, how the mind wonders when you are home alone and never get sick like this. Is it possible to feel this bad from a cold??

The truth :: whatever crud the English gave me in retaliation for my ancestors leaving them :: has now been masked by Advil Cold and Sinus.

What a blessing that this is out there. It works. Just imagine. Only a hundred of years ago some doctor would rub some sort of ointment on my forehead in hopes it would reduce my fever or poke a hole in me to take out some of my bad blood?. Sure, I’m still sick. I can tell since I’m still sweating when it isn’t at all hot in my apartment. Though, I wouldn’t know it.

Thanks to the upper in this medicine I’m typing faster than I’ve ever typed and I’ve got a new lease on life. I was up early and even met someone for a working breakfast! Hurray for life.

I even felt good enough to pick and stare at these.

From my yard

so pretty

So, I’ve broken my rule about talking about sickness :: no one really cares.

Though, hopefully, when you feel in the way I’ve described you will RUN-DRIVE-BIKE-HITCH HIKE to a store and feel better in 20 minutes like I did

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