I prefer Sudafed Purple. I killed a 24-pack, the day of your wedding to Rodent.
You can suppress ANY illness, even stereo pneumonia, if you have enough drugs!
-Guthrie, who didn't drink or smoke anything that day, but who popped enough Sudafed Purple to kill Keith Richards.
Different things work for different people. Some people swear by DayQuil, and it does nothing for me. TheraFlu is cold manna from heaven.
heh. I love me some Vicks. Give me the old fashioned. I hate the crap inside me that phamraceutical companies make. I think I have some Dayquil somewhere though. hehe not had a bad cold since Feb 2003 though so I dunno. But Vicks is always the best smell and i remember some of those things you talked about too. hehe. THANKFULLY no one got rolled into my room though.
If I'd had to share a room with my sisters, sick or well, I'd have asked my parents to hospitalize me every time I sneezed.
Vicks in not good in one's eyes :S
Hallo, surfed in from a mention in theferrett
some time back, and you've been on my friends-page since.
Vicks VapoRub and Formula 44 were the staples of my childhood during the evil monsoon season, when tropical fevers follow after getting soaked in the rain. My mom's therapy was to pop me into a hot shower to take out the chill, give me a brisk rub-down, and then slather my back and chest with Vicks before bundling me into flannel jammies.
Even today, the first thing anyone in this house reaches for when cold symptoms arise, is the Vicks VapoRub. Stat.
Formula 44! That's what it was. Ws good for about 7 minutes.
It is the scent of comfort for me, Vicks is.
I always hated Vicks and my mother used to chase me around the house trying to rub it on my chest and nose! I think she still would today if she could catch me.
It was salvation to me. I suffered from a lot of bronchitis as a child - some of my earliest memories are of hanging over a tub full of scalding hot water, gasping for air in the steam, my dad holding me so I wouldn't get burned.
My mother was never much into the Vicks.
She was a big fan of turning on the hot water (old-fashioned hot water, not this newfangled anti-scalding water-heater safety regulated crap) full-blast and having us lean over the sink with a towel over our heads for some period of time that seemed about 5 minutes short of forEVER. I *hated* that, but damn if it doesn't do a sepectacular job of clearing out the head and chest goop.
Oh, believe me, I have those memories, too. I suffered bronchitis chronically as a child. The whole regimine was put underway as soon as I sniffled. I finally got over it in second grade, when I stopped staying inside on cold days and being treated like a hothouse flower.
Still, to this day almost every cold goes into a spasming, hacking cough that lasts for weeks....
I was a sickly child. I have memories of my mother rubbing Vicks into my chest, and daubing it under my nose and throat. These are *good* memories. So much so that it's become a 'comfort smell', much like some foods become 'comfort foods' for others.
When we were first dating, the woman who would become my fiancee, and eventually my wife, put some Vicks Vap-O-Rub behind her ears and between her breasts one evening before we went out... waiting for me to find it as we snuggled or fooled around.
That was when I realized she would be 'The One'.
2004-10-19 08:27 pm (UTC)
Re: My wife, and Vap-O-Rub
That is so SWEET! She wins the "Awww!" award of the day!
"Peanut butter and Vicks" is the first laugh I've had since the campus Sox riot last night. I'd never heard that one before.
2004-10-19 10:47 pm (UTC)
artificially suppressing cold symptoms so that they don't interfere with work or school.
It is a worry, isn't it? After all, a fever is your body raising its own temperature slightly in order to kill off bugs. In fact, pretty much all flu symptoms are your body's reaction to infection. Not healthy to suppress them if it can be avoided.
It is sad that life moves at such a pace that we have no choice but to push ourselves through sickness.
Then again, there really were no halcyon good old days when people had the luxury to stay in bed at every sniffle. Cows still had to be milked, stores still had to be run, etc. There was no sick pay. And lots more run-of-the-mill stuff was likely to kill you.
The good old days sucked, too.
Yes! Vicks is the only thing that lets me get to sleep when I've got a stuffy nose. All the OTC pills never do ANYTHING for me. I love Vicks. (And if I ever have to deal with anything really smelly, I can use it then, too. Remember Silence of the Lambs?)
Eek. I had managed to block that out.[g]
I think memories of Vicks is the reason I like Eucalytos Oil so much it always reminds me of the smell.
I think you're right. Sense memory.