Pills n’ Thrills n’ Bellyaches
Not only is that the title of the brilliant early 90’s album by the Happy Mondays, but it’s also the story of my week. Well, minus the thrills, I suppose. My little sore throat and cold are getting better (I’m no longer saying “cold/sore throat” after Veselka Slut’s cruel comment yesterday). I’ve been taking Mucinex at night to help keep the coughing down, but it seems the minute night falls, the coughing fits kick in.
As a result, my belly hurts from coughing. (insert sympathtic mini-violins here).
Though, there’s apparently no need to pray for me since a new study has concluded that prayer does nothing to benefit the sick. Did you hear about this on the news today? 1,800 heart surgery patients were studied. 1/3 of them were told they would receive prayer from some church congregations. 1/3 of them were told they MIGHT get prayer (and did). And the final 1/3 was told they MIGHT get prayer (but did not).
In the end there was no statistical difference between those who received prayer and those who didn’t. However, patients who knew they were receiving prayer ended up having more infection complications. Interesting. Those weren’t the results the study had anticipated.
So don’t cry for me, Argentina. I’ll get better on my own. I don’t need your prayers to jinx me.
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At least you didn’t crack a couple of ribs from coughing like a friend of mine did. Oh, great, now you’re going to imagine that will happen to you.
Hey, Lise – Thanks for fueling my hypochondria!
Anytime. Didn’t you know it’s a conspiracy amoungst your commenters to do things like that? MUAAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Well we could always send a note to the newley elevated Cardinal.
I’m sure he’d send up a kind word for you……
Ok – everyone who was saying rosaries and novenas for Karl because he has a freaking COLD, please cease and decist all prayer activity forthwith! This sounds a lot like what I had a couple weeks ago; pneumonia. W. had it too; it sucked. Ours was a bacterial pnemonia though, because 48 hours after taking antibiotics saw a dramatic improvement in both of us. It was no fun tho; make sure you’re getting the appropriate attention / diagnosis / treatment. Otherwise you COULD crack a rib, as Lise mentioned, like my niece-to-be did. Although she had pertussis. Anyway. Onward and upward…
Oh crap! And to think I just paypal’d a sum to the Pope to light some candles for you, in addition to the candles we lit in every church we passed, hoping the archangel of sadistic egocentric hypochondriac models would relieve your suffering! Oh forgive me! (I’m sorry, but this is too much fun.)