I celebrated my much-anticipated long weekend by wrestling with the flu. Sigh. I can usually fend off most germie afflictions with many daily dosings of Emergen-C, sage honey tea, elderberry tea and rest, but this proved too much for my lagging defenses. My mind boggles when the germ-spreading party exclaims, "Oh, I HOPE you didn't get this from ME!" after spending the good part of the week horking and hacking across my desk. No surprise at the outcome, is there?
I have been hemming and hawing about getting a flu shot this year (oops - too late!) but - strain your thinker on this - I got the flu from my co-worker who has a flu shot every year, yet gets the flu every year. I am not a fan of shots and vaccines, although I do get a tetanus shot, given my propensity to gouge myself with wire at every opportunity. Plus, I went through my little girl lamb, Hickory's bout with tetanus. That got my attention.
As I get older, I grow more intent in distancing myself from Western medicine. Whether this is wise or not, it is what it is. I am so appalled by the state of health care in this country (world) that I don't want much to do with it. Somehow, being in touch with your own body, eating healthily, making as much of your own food as possible, getting enough sleep (ha), creating balance - this is what really works as preventative medicine. When the occasional illness occurs, using non-toxic remedies makes perfect sense. You don't need three paragraphs of warnings about side effects on your mason jar of sage honey. As long as you don't spray your calendula blossoms with pesticides, you are good to go! After living long enough to have arrived full circle on most of the dire warnings put out there by the 'experts' - Chocolate is bad! Eggs for breakfast will kill you! No more coffee! I now feel free to ignore them completely.
So, (hehe) where art thou Catina? If I don't hear from you by Wednesday this week, I will do a second drawing for the ear warmer.