tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post4208971342870344795..comments2023-10-11T09:36:37.977-04:00Comments on Almost There: Sick Daysbobbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00658103343742852411noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-21926383531466514102009-01-20T22:50:00.000-05:002009-01-20T22:50:00.000-05:00I thoroughly enjoy reading stories of your old mem...I thoroughly enjoy reading stories of your old memories. My mom talks about the days when the doctor would come to her house and it just blows my mind. It seems so much more humane to have a doctor visit. I mean - when I take my son to the pediatrician it's so miserable. First off, dragging a sick kid to the doctor is bad. But then having to sit in the waiting room where he catches a few more diseases? Ugh!KGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10236206776336550381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-47879999269624449592009-01-19T07:11:00.000-05:002009-01-19T07:11:00.000-05:00Bobbie, this is another one of your treasure trove...Bobbie, this is another one of your treasure trove of memories posts that have prompted some of mine. The big thing that was special when we were sick was to get a 'big' bottle of gingerale. That was the 'magic' pink pills to me. I can still remember the disappointment though when I didn't get a pair of sunglasses like my oldest brother did when he got the measles. I just had to stay in a darkened room with the shades pulled. I think we stayed in bed too for most of the time when we were sick so we didn't get cold. I loved being tucked in and getting to feel pretty special for a while. Thanks for the memories :-)me ann my camerahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06083671096943783249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-61269845815669849572009-01-19T01:07:00.000-05:002009-01-19T01:07:00.000-05:00This was a MOST delightful post! It does seem lik...This was a MOST delightful post! It does seem like there's a lot more sick people around here. I'm just waiting for it to hit me, too. I loved reading about your early sick days. I wish we still could have doctors that made house calls. Potato soup, hunh? I wonder if you grew to like it.Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07461569436322815787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-82879500378360355902009-01-18T20:44:00.000-05:002009-01-18T20:44:00.000-05:00Well, your post reminded me of my childhood. I got...Well, your post reminded me of my childhood. I got those '3 week measles' and watched everyone else play outside. I had paperdolls, and a beanbag clown. My doctor also made home visits. Thanks for the walk down Memory Lane!!Marehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10392772375911488097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-68044877744047345872009-01-18T14:31:00.000-05:002009-01-18T14:31:00.000-05:00Bobbie..What..i missed a few posts here...now i wi...Bobbie..<BR/>What..i missed a few posts here...now i will read and catch up...<BR/>Well i Loved your memorys of being sick as a child..How nurturing you mother was...and a drs call..that is unheard of now a days...<BR/>your shadow shot is very cool...<BR/>and that nursing chair is very nice...<BR/>great old photos!<BR/>ok i am all caught up on the posts i missed!<BR/>have a nice day1Dawn Finehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08320576787003821586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-79155144641140567722009-01-18T14:24:00.000-05:002009-01-18T14:24:00.000-05:00sick days when I was kid meant movie magazines - n...sick days when I was kid meant movie magazines - not tabloids but the old fashioned ones where everything was glamour and glossDiannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02946500110072411468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-81900250477941286752009-01-18T12:51:00.000-05:002009-01-18T12:51:00.000-05:00How lovely! I keep a picture box I never did like...How lovely! I keep a picture box I never did like albums, or rules, much.Claire,https://www.blogger.com/profile/16655021778192178102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-82932488773130361942009-01-18T12:32:00.000-05:002009-01-18T12:32:00.000-05:00I always love your stories about your childhood an...I always love your stories about your childhood and how happy it was. I have few of my own and none that I care to revisit, so yours are all the more endearing. Thanks, Bobbie!Sylvia Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05484577678585907669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-17802396724007196802009-01-18T12:00:00.000-05:002009-01-18T12:00:00.000-05:00Nice post. I was sick alot as a kid. I had everyth...Nice post. I was sick alot as a kid. I had everything disease out there, except for whooping cough. I do remember having the measles once and I developed pneumonia. I had to be hospitalized for oxygen and they put me in a store room in the basement so others wouldn't be exposed to the measles. I remember people looking in the window on the door at me. My grandpa Oscar would tell me that the water bottle bubbling on the oxygen take was to wash my nose out. I believed him of course!Marlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12450001180027863012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-37602304054528655602009-01-18T11:48:00.000-05:002009-01-18T11:48:00.000-05:00This was neat to read your recollections of childh...This was neat to read your recollections of childhood sick days. It triggered vague memories in me of having a home visit from a doctor, but I wonder if it's real. I would have been very young if it was real! Great old photos, too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-91340637808496719102009-01-18T11:20:00.000-05:002009-01-18T11:20:00.000-05:00I had a coat box (HUGE) filled with all sorts of P...I had a coat box (HUGE) filled with all sorts of Paper dolls... actresses like Debra Paget as well as Betsy McCall ... and I confess to cutting off all those tabs except the top 2 ...Darylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241795455748298624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-81468992274069086762009-01-18T11:10:00.000-05:002009-01-18T11:10:00.000-05:00I remember having the measles and the chicken pox....I remember having the measles and the chicken pox. There were seven of us and sometimes all of us would be in the bed at the same time. My poor Mother. Daddy always gave us Rawleigh's Liniment..the kind that you drink. He thought that was a cure for everything! Maybe it was. We survived!Clara....in TNhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07111947670369158947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-47391929711242278962009-01-18T10:02:00.000-05:002009-01-18T10:02:00.000-05:00This little story made me laugh and I could really...This little story made me laugh and I could really relate..My uncle was the doctor and I had paperdolls..which I loved..Actually, love both very much..My great uncle was a doctor too, didn't get to know him..They were real country doctors..Wonderful men..Rosebud Collectionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06907760433209723539noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-51284779966154377912009-01-18T09:48:00.000-05:002009-01-18T09:48:00.000-05:00When I read these nostalgic posts you write, it al...When I read these nostalgic posts you write, it always reminds me of Norman Rockwell. So idylic. <BR/><BR/>Kids these days go to school very young or to daycare because both parents often have to work. We deal with sick kids coming to school all the time time when they should be home. It's a catch-22. I feel for the parents, who often have no one to care for their sick kid while they work but I also feel for the little ones who must endure a long day of husstle and bustle when they should be home resting.<BR/><BR/>I say: bring back the pink pills!!! I used to give my kids a very mild, over-the-counter homeopathic remedy called Calms. They were slightly sweet and could be chewed. Worked every time - from a scarped knee to the sniffles. ;-) <BR/><BR/>I love these posts. Keep them coming!<BR/><BR/>Love,<BR/>GinaAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17296223961815248113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2618685271512418876.post-34850458335943523792009-01-18T09:40:00.000-05:002009-01-18T09:40:00.000-05:00I loved this post - I always love it when you remi...I loved this post - I always love it when you reminisce :)<BR/><BR/>It makes so much more sense to let a sick child be in bed and let the doctor come to your house - but that is not to be anymore.pink dogwoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00938574807898718022noreply@blogger.com