I know the feeling. For the better part of the past month, I’ve dealt with the walking crud known as bronchitis. Two antibiotics, one allergy and dozens of restless nights later, I’m finally emerging from my cocoon to reestablish a bit of what passes for normalcy in my not-so-normal life.
Many of you probably have old family cures for those winter blahs. Tea with honey and/or lemon, perhaps. Maybe a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup. Or a secret concoction passed on from one generation to the next. We don’t have those in my family. We were more of the drink-plenty-of-fluids-and-rest type when I was growing up.
There are many more options these days. Just check out the cold remedy aisle in your neighborhood supermarket or drugstore and try to make some sense of it.
When I recognized my first signs of a cold last month, my visiting daughter-in-law offered a bit of advice. “Want some Airborne?” she asked. Soon my son chimed in, “How about some Emergen-C?”
This globe-trotting couple is obviously much better equipped for dealing with the common cold than I was at their age. But when I was their age, cold remedies took up a much smaller section of that drugstore aisle.
Modern medicine is great, but is it really any better at dealing with a perpetually nagging ailment like the common cold? Do you deal with a cold more like your parents or more like your children?