I've spent the past two days in bed, knocked out by a stomach flu that first hit the toddler K -- who pulled a Reagan with her projectile bleu cheese-smelling puke in bed on Sunday morning -- then my mother, and then the husband, then me. It was all nausea, throwing up, fever and chills yesterday, and just the low-grade fever and aches today. Those body aches are the worst, like poison going through your muscles. But I'm finally seeing the light, and what a way to lose three pounds. Hey, I'll take it any way I can.
This all made me think, since the cold will be coming in soon, it's time to bust out the bottle of Vick's VapoRub to rub on the chest or dab below the nostrils and take a long whiff when a cold or cough strike. Aaaah, the smell of home. Better start getting the toddler used to it.
Vick's VapoRub is magic in a bottle, and even if it's wink-wink magic or sometimes a not-so-good cure, it really does soothe the Latino soul, doesn't it? Especially when you have grandma rubbing it onto your chest. Or when mom is making you eat it or drink it in a cup of hot water. My husband says his grandmother's cure for everything was to put VapoRub in your eye. And putting it on the temples or on the soles of the feet are another standard treatment.
That said, who knew it could also help treat toenail fungus? Ah, the wonders of Vivaporu, or Bibaporu.