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EXPLODING ARMS

Last night was a Sunday night, which means, among other things that they next mornig is school for my three grandkids. Late last night when I turned on The Learning Channel for a moment, a notice flashed across the bottom of the screen that "The Man with the Exploding Arms" would be on next in the medical series. A story about a family in Mexico that has a condition leading to the term "wolf boy" was on at the time.

But, as interesting as it seemed, I knew I would have to get up to take kids to school - kids who had been sick last Friday. So . . . I pushed the off button and went to sleep thinking maybe I could catch the show when it was re-aired. When I came down this morning, all three were sick. Let me make that clearer: ALL THREE WERE SICK.

Most grandmothers would no doubt have been filled with sympathy; my first thought was, "I could have watched the exploding arm story." Okay, so I am not the grandmotherly type - I don't even do cookies.

I should not have been surprised, two of the three had been sick and one of those two had a voice that was a whisper. The third, the eldest, got up and got dressed and then got sick in the bathroom. Yes, apparently this is contagious. Which leads me to a question: what about me?

I am assembling a stash of aspirin and cough syrup and that spray stuff that numbs your throat and warm afghans. I don't know that I am ready for it, but I am following the motto of the Boy Scouts: Be Prepared.

Now, that reminds me of the Girl Scouts and their cookies - probably a good medicine. But where are they selling? I need to know - I mean, it may be more than just a taste
craving. It may be a medical need.

UPDATE: I checked and the exploding arms refers to a body builder who has the biggest arms in the world, so they say. In that case, in reference to this entire post: never mind.

posted by Jody @ 7:47 AM