The girl who never got sick.

When God made me, he knew that I would be the biggest sook in the world. So he made me with a good immune system.

Here is my confession: I can't swallow tablets. And I put this down to the fact that I've never really ever been sick enough to take tablets. The first time I was faced with them was when I was 16 and going to Indonesia. I didn't have the courage to swallow them whole, so I recall crushing them with banana which made me dry reach.

And then at uni I had to go on some medication for a little while - I would get dark chocolate and chew on the tablet. The dark chocolate was bitter like the tablet.

One time when I actually had to take an antibiotic, I took the capsule apart, and poured the powdery contents onto dark chocolate moose.

When I started work I wanted to take Evening Primrose and Fish Oils. I conquered this by using a fork to pierce the gel-like skin and squeezed the contents into a shot-glass with orange juice and took a swig.

I only take dissolvable Panadol or Aspirin when I really need to. I've probably been on anti biotics three times in my life.

The night Luke was born the midwife offered me a Panadol and I refused. I asked if they had any dissolvable Panadol because I couldn't bring myself to swallow the tablet. She looked at me, looked at the newborn snuggled up in the bassinet, and looked at me again.

"You just gave birth to THAT," she said, as she pointed at Luke, then pointed at the tablet in the little plastic cup that could pass as a shot glass, "and you're afraid of THIS?"

And the stupid part about it was, I was, and still am. It's a pretty ridiculous fear that I probably need some kind of therapy for.

But the good reality of having this phobia is that it means that I am rarely sick, (except the 6 months of my life when I threw up every day when I was pregnant, oh and that terrible term of sickness when I just couldn't get rid of a prep-teaching induced cold). In fact, I recall my Dad being angry that at age 6 I didn't know how to blow my nose, because, well, I was never sick so I never had to know!

This morning I woke up feeling under the weather. When I feel like this I know I need to act fast. It's going to be an interesting day as Luke is crying every time I blow my nose.

I have a simple strategy I go to for dealing with the initial 'sickness':
1. 2 dissolvable panadol or asprin
2. Spring Valley Orange Juice. It must be spring Valley and it must be Orange and it must have a 'liddle fact' on the lid.
3. Extra sleep (ha!)
4. THIS CHOWDER ... with extra extra lots of garlic!

Now, because I never get comments it would mean the world to me if my readers (I know people read this blog!!!!) could leave me a comment telling me:

1. Do you get sick often?
2. What do you do when you get sick?
3. At what age did you first learn how to blow your nose?

(Also, any strategies to overcome my tablet taking fear are welcome!)