Cure-all

Shortly after Andy and I were married, I came down with a bad cold. The cough was deep and annoying. One day, while at my in-laws house, my mother-in-law heard my cough and offered to give me some of my father-in-law's prescription cough medicine. Since I was tired of coughing and didn't want to seem disrespectful or unappreciative, I took her up on her offer. She opened the bottle of the menacing-looking potion, took a serving spoon and poured the thick, golden liquid up to the rim of the spoon. She warned me that it might not taste very good. Not wanting to seem like a wimp, I opened wide and took every last drop of that elixir! I couldn't believe the horrific, burning, gaggy, taste! Tears streamed down my face, I ran to the bathroom crying and scratching my tongue to get the taste out of my mouth. (So much for making a good impression) I spit and gagged and couldn't get my breath. My mother-in-law watched in horror and confusion. She said, "I know Clint didn't like the taste of it but he never acted like this!" She smelled the remaining contents in the bottle, then, with authority in her voice, she called out, "Who put the dog shampoo in this medicine bottle!" We've had a good laugh over it since, and I must admit, I didn't cough after that dose of medicine...I didn't dare!

I hope you all stay healthy this year!