I should have known there was an ailment in the air when the Piggly Wiggly was running short on chickens. That's a sure sign doctor’s offices have been busy. Cold and flu season means there’s homemade chicken soup simmering on stovetops all …
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I should have known there was an ailment in the air when the Piggly Wiggly was running short on chickens. That's a sure sign doctor’s offices have been busy. Cold and flu season means there’s homemade chicken soup simmering on stovetops all around town. Although there’s now scientific proof that the chemical compounds in chicken soup really can help ease the discomfort of a cold, our mamas knew the secret of soup long ago.
Perhaps the influx of “yuck” is due to the crazy weather we’ve been experiencing. Snow and ice have been uncharacteristically dumped on our dear Gulf Coast, and the golden pollen has started to drift through town early this year. No matter what the cause, there are some miserable friends out there.
Of course, the minute I uttered the words, “I haven’t been sick in over three years,” came the all too familiar itchy eyes and sneezing. As I lay sprawled across the davenport, vacant of vigor and fragile of fortitude, I decided someone I know might need a list of the proper way to care for a Southern Belle while nursing her back to health.
It’s not the same thing as caring for other members of the family. We belles have to be handled carefully. So, in addition to the obvious requirement of using the family’s silver soup spoons (that were once buried in the backyard to keep them hidden from the pesky Yankees), here are a few other pointers.
Now, let me evaluate my own recovery. Did I get any of this required care while I was sick? Let’s just say my caregiver is lacking in both the “care” and “giving” departments. But just wait until the next time he starts to sneeze. I’ll hand him a rough tissue and see how he likes it.
Somebody real quick-like, please bless my heart.