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Do you have any memories of a childhood illness?

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This subject was posted by Judy

My mother told me that I was a very sickly baby. I fart, and off to the emergency room we go. I remember being given this medicine which was quite foul, and it sounded like Odena.

I have vague pictures in my mind of my hand restrained in a board with needles and dextrose IV on it. I have faint impressions of mint green walls, metal-railed beds, glass I.Vs. I was never quite clear if this were my memories, or somebody else's which I've adapted for my own.

I cannot say I have major illness. I just tend to fall into fever and bronchitis and occasional pulmonia, as my doctor would call it. I remember breathing treatments with nebulizer. I like that one...the buzzing noise, the cool air on my face.

These are usually followed by a treatment of something-mycin. I can still recall the shinny bald head of Dr. Megdonio Bacal. He has liver spots all over his face and hands, and I remember his kind face. I remember his glass thermometers in cups in front of his desk. I remember him cheeking my lungs for something.

Ever since I could remember, I didn't have an illness that needed hospitalization. Just enough fevers to keep me home from school. Now I am not so sure I did not wish for those fevers to come just so I could catch up reading my favorite books instead.

The great thing is, I seem to have outgrown them when I joined cheer leading. It must be all those jumping around, the will not to miss a baton-twirling practice which cured me.

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