My Mom has come to visit during Jess’ school holidays to teach Jess Afrikaans see this blog.
I started getting sick on Monday. My dear husband infected me, he had the flu last week. I also had extreme naseau on the first day. After spending more time in the ladies spewing than the most avid bulimic I decided I needed something.
I am terrible with names so asked my Mom and Michael:
"Has anybody got Voltaraine for me because I said I can not bear throwing up anymore?"
My Mom and Michael:
"How is that going to help? Voltaraine relaxes muscles and is taken for muscle pain."
"Oh I mean Valoid."
Valoid and Voltaraine very similiar right they both start with a "V".
My Mom who is a walking pharmacy disappeared to her bedroom and came back with two tablets. She offered them to me and said:
“One of them is for nausea dear I don’t remember which one so you better take both.”
Sirens went off in my head. I had a flashback to my brother telling me something years ago.
“Never, ever, ever, take any tablets from Mom if you don’t know what they are. She once gave me something for pain. Turns out it was something else I was passed out for 3 days.”
Good sexy Angel on my right shoulder is saying:
“Don’t take them it could be dangerous. You could grow a third ear.”
Bad sexy Devil on my left shoulder is saying:
“Take them, take them, if you pass out for 3 days you will totally miss this horrible flu.”
Good sexy Angel won. You see I have never had a liking for bad boys. I declined the tablets and made myself tea with lots of ginger in. The ginger worked and I did not grow any body parts although I would have gladly slept for 3 days.