Tuesday, June 07, 2011


I've been feeling a bit puny for over a week now. I'm not sure if it's some kind of allergy, summer cold, tumor, sickness, malaise, polyps, crup, or dropsy.  Perhaps it's "iron poor blood," and all I need is to snort some Geritol. 
I know when I was a child and complained of anything, my mama would pour paregoric down my throat and make me chase it with caster oil. 
It got to the point to where I wouldn't complain even if I was spewing blood from an appendage. "No, no, it's just a scratch. I'll put some superglue on my finger and it will grow back fine."
We had a next door neighbor when I was growing up that was like a shaman-witch doctor- and therapeutic spanker. Whenever one of the neighborhood kids developed some kind of affliction, she'd offer up some kind of foul smelling/tasting concoction that would remedy everything from and ear ache to an ingrown toenails.
She was a big woman. I'm guessing she'd dress-out at 320 (a hog killing term) or better but she was surprisingly agile.  She could snatch up an ailing youngun and have them medicated before you could say Dr. Welby.
Anyhow, I'm not sure what started me down that path, but I actually feel a little better just writing about it.
Y'all have a happy Wednesday. It will be a workday for me. I have stories to write, and people to interview.
If you have a moment, take a look at a short video I shot at my great niece's birthday party that we attended this evening.


  1. My grandmother thought casteroil was the cure for everything. As a reward for submitting to it we got a marshmallow topped cookie. I can't stand any marshmallow anything because of it.

    I think you got dropsy. :o)

  2. You are suffering from man-flu! :-)But seriously - whatever is afflicting you- do take care, take fluids and step away from the castor oil!! That does NOT sound healthy! LOL!

    Awww what fun time for you great niece!! I think the adults should have joined in too!! LOL! Take care

  3. On my wedding day, after spending the last night of single-hood at her home, Ornery's grandma Frieda heard me sneeze and cough. She immediately quartered an orange and attacked me with a spoon full of that most heinous substance called Cod Liver Oil. "Here, we don't want you sick on your honeymoon..." and down the hatch it went.

    The gag reflex was immediate and the upset stomach following was worse than any sort of upper respiratory ailment could have ever been! She gave me the orange to "get the taste out of your mouth"--like THAT could ever happen! Ugh!

    I can laugh about it now, but I can promise you that I NEVER again made the mistake of making any ill-sounding noises in her presence. :)

    Hope you feel better soon!!

  4. I loved the taste of paregoric. (Unfortunately, it was eventually classified as a controlled substance just because it had a little opium in it.) What you really need is some cod liver oil. :))

  5. You should have some blood tests. You may lack vitamin B12 or be anemic. I was just diagnosed with hypoglycemia. Crap happens when you get old like us. Too bad the shaman/witch lady isn't around!
    I love that pool.

  6. Just hearing you mention paragoric I could taste it again. YUCK! My mother had it on hand all the time. I loved the video. Watching little kids have fun in the water brings a smile to my face. Glad it was fun. Hope you feel perkier soon!


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