Thursday, April 16, 2009

I wanna reach out and grab ya

I don't remember where I read this, but back in the way back time, people thought that the word ABRACADABRA held healing powers and one of the most popular cures was to write one letter of the word every day and by the time you got to the end, you'd be healed. Maybe I heard this in nursing school, but most diseases with a low mortality rate, like strep throat or chicken pox, last from 5-10 days without treatment. The ABRACADABRA cure even gives you an extra day's leeway.

Do I feel better because the new antibiotic they put me on worked?

Do I feel better because the old antibiotic just took a minute to work?

Or, do I feel better because I've reached ABRACADA?

Whatever is it, I'll take it.

I did have a Big Mama moment yesterday. In the post, Big Mama gets back from a trip and finds her house a mess and resolves then and there to fire her maid. I had this moment too, except I was coming out of the haze of sickness. She says:

And then I remembered that I am the maid.

I wish I could fire myself, but I don’t know if I could find anyone else who would be willing to clean my house in return for a cold Diet Coke and all the change they can find in the couch cushions or the pockets of [my husband]’s jeans.

I'm sure we've all felt this way at one time or another.


Allison said...

I'm so glad you're feeling better. I was wondering about that today.

Anonymous said...

I'm so glad you are better!! I also love that my chores wait for me while I'm not home.

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