Archive for February, 2012

It’s all soup to me.

So I got a bug from my travels to Boston. But the Boston Bug blew up in my brain (gross! I know!) after a 6.5 hour plane ride back to LAX on jetBlue. (My new favorite airline, got a row to myself two flights in a row and in the same month. January must be a low travel month.) All the muckety muck of a minor cold entered ever crevice of the noggin and I never could to “decompress” after landing.

So, a week later, after lots of rest, 2 boxes of Kleenex, sinus rinses, a whole jug of mucinex…I’m still on the mend. While every day has shown a minimal degree of progress, I’m hesitant to call the doc for those antibiotics. Those things supposedly kill everything good and bad in you!! And it seems drugs don’t have the most effect on me anyway. Last time, the antibiotics didn’t work either and once, I had to take Vicodin and didn’t even get sleepy. This time, the mucinex doesn’t seem to do much either but I keep thinking the next dose will help…nothing notable yet.

Come on little body…you can do it…pull through ‘cuz what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger? Why do kids these days have all these allergies? They say it’s ‘cuz we’re too clean. Probably because at any sign of weakness (or inconvenience), we load up on the antibiotics. My theory is, taking them antibiotics probably has the same effect as scrubbing the kitchen floor or even bathtub clean enough to eat on it. Sometimes, we probably need a little dirt in small doses…as with everything else and build up the tolerance levels.

Oops, I never mentioned anything about soup. Guess I really am sick. Will have to blog about the recipes later, but I’ve been loading up on the soups…week 1, your typical chicken soup and week 2, chicken tortilla soup. Then of course there’s the spicy beef noodle soup from A&J to help break up the chicken-ness of it all and throw in some miso soup from Fukada too. One good thing about being sick is for some reason I haven’t gotten sick of all this chicken soup business because normally, leftovers kill me (more than a cold)…and no matter how many different soups I make to keep things interesting…sadly, it’s all soup to me. Oh well. Soup’s on!