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Related: Editorials & Other Articles, Issue Forums, Alliance Forums, Region ForumsI just used a product that "kills flu virus."
Sprayed Fantastik on the kitchen table and on the counter where food is prepared...
brokephibroke
(1,883 posts)applegrove
(118,577 posts)"spray the fantastic on the cloth away from you; not on the wall, then wipe. You don't want to inhale that stuff".
brokephibroke
(1,883 posts)applegrove
(118,577 posts)We had to be in mortal danger before we were allowed to stay home sick from school.
PoindexterOglethorpe
(25,839 posts)Her standard was if there were not bones poking through the skin, or uncontrollable bleeding, we were good to go.
Actually, what was best about her as a mom was that she didn't panic at anything. There were six of us, and we had the usual spate of childhood illnesses (I'm talking the 1950s, well before many modern vaccines) and various accidents. Her attitude helped me a lot when I had kids. I had a visceral understanding that, yes, things can go wrong, but most things are not worth panicking over. So when my kid was sick, I worried every bit as much as any mom out there, but I understood that things would probably be just fine. And they were.
applegrove
(118,577 posts)and no wound, she put me on antibiotics and called me from work every few hours and said is your foot higher than your head, keep it up there, well i knew then it was serious. Never seen her like that. That is the only time i saw her very worried. And of course i got to stay home from school, with my foot up.
PoindexterOglethorpe
(25,839 posts)Speaking of antibiotics, back in the 1950s and early 1960s, Mom could get antibiotics and give them to us as she deemed necessary. To be honest, she would have been in some way stealing from the hospital she worked at, but it really didn't matter. We're talking about an era well before antibiotic resistance, and a less tight control over such drugs. It's important to all who read this, that back then there were no antibiotic resistant bacteria, and the dosages of penicillin she gave us (and back then it was all penicillin and only penicillin) were so low that current bacteria would laugh out loud.
I feel incredibly grateful that Mom could do that stuff for us. And that she gave me an attitude towards disease and injury that helped me out when I had kids.
applegrove
(118,577 posts)way. You are lucky.