Vick's VapoRub is the Shit
My throat feels like a wrung out towel that's been left out in the sun in its wrung out shape to dry. Hard, tight, dry, cottony, and pulsating with absorbed heat. Very unpleasant. The Vick's is maybe not quite the shit, I guess that was a misleading heading, but it is pleasing in a way that swallowing a pill can't really touch. I know it really has no effect on my glands, which feel swollen, but my fingers rubbing it in there feel like they're accomplishing something nonetheless. My whole neck gets the treatment, as does my chest. Upper chest. It would be a bit much to go any further. But the greasy feeling, the smell and sensation that announces it means business. It can't fix the crappy feeling, but it intends to, and that counts for something, does it not? G'night.
posted by Black Egg at 10:46 PM
2 Comments:
the joys the pains bring...errr the pains the joys bring... wait... err how does it go... i know how it goes, what ever you do never seems to work but its the hope that the treatment bring that makes you feel better... right?
That's right, the psychology of it all, esp. when you're tryin' to get some sleep. I do love me some Vick's... makes me feel like a little kid again, that's prolly why it has that sort of *magical* quality! Hey, I slept!
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