How is it that a person can be a totally, close to, normal member of the human race, then in a heartbeat, be quickly reduced to a sniffling (not sniveling) idiot? Sniffling sounded less groveling and more a medicinal description. This is close to the grand importance of the " What is the Meaning of Life?" question. How is it that you never have enough Kleenex tissues....or store brand tissues, in the house, when the sneezing and the need to decompress the nasal passages starts? And how does your nose ever make it through the constant repetative action of blowing and wiping? How do I choose alternate methods for clearing out what obviously doesn't belong in my poor breathing apparatus? Do I consume mass quantities of hot tea and soup, then partake in the vicious circle of multiple trips to the bathroom? Or do I reach for the Tylenol/Advil, NyQuil/Sudafed selection? Will it be natural or an an advetisement riddled solution tomy inconvinience? Why am I rambling? How long will this last? Doesn't my body realize that I don't have time for this?! Dam?....Damn!
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I am, at this moment, boiling a chicken for fresh stock so I can make my family home made chicken and rice soup. Best remedy I have ever come up with. The can will not do. If you can't do this your self, find a nice Jewish Grandma who will make soup for you. They really knew what they were doing!
To blondefablous: You are so right? Old world remedy like chicken soup has never failed.
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