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wild yam root cream by Akuokuo Vallis

I rarely, hardly ever get sick– but when I do — the widdle baby in me– always turns everything into a soap opera.  Last week– my simple, little sniffles snowballed into a major head cold with severe post nasal drip.  The coughing fits were frightening.  And then–this crazy lady– in the midst of one of my coughing spells said, I like your curls.  Then she rummaged her big-giant-clumsy hands through my hair.

I was in a bad mood after that.  A really bad mood–complaining about everything–especially at dinner–these potatoes are TOO SALTY!  I was just mad at myself for being such a wimp.  I wanted to scream at that crazy–horrible lady.  But I just stood there–speechless– with my frizzy-puff-puffs. I should have just pulled my hair back in a bun–but I was stubbornly determined to play it cool.  Yep, I styled it like this– ON PURPOSE!  That was my fake attitude in the grocery store.  Well — I had to have an attitude with hair like that plus–  I had no choice—suddenly– I needed my monthly supplies.  No wonder I was in such a bad mood.

In the beauty aisle– a sales clerk was telling another shopper all about something called Wild Yam Root Cream.  It takes away menstrual cramps and curbs irritability quickly.  I highly recommend it!!!  Don’t forget to rotate application sites though!  I had no idea what that meant- but I bought it anyway. Turns out I am highly allergic to wild yam root cream.  Highly allergic. Didn’t  know it was humanly possible to vomit like that. Okay! I clearly just died!

Now that I am on the mend– I truly have a new level of respect for my mother.  Stroke recovery is rough.  But she has found a way to stay strong.  So much easier said than done.

My mother is the real deal–  a true superstar!