View from Convento de Cristo once a Templar stronghold

Friday, January 30, 2015

I'm still sick for Chris-sakes!!  It will be two months February 6th exactly.  I remember because it started with a high fever the evening of a Mexican dinner with friends.  The Mexican dinner had nothing to do with it.  I cooked.  I've asked around and have been told to try Propolaid, an extract of honey or bee spit or something.  I guess it tastes terrible and can stain your teeth so one has to put drops down their throat.  I predict gagging.  I stopped today at a "herboristeria"  to buy it as you can't find it in pharmacies.  Herboristarie are pre-pharmacies.  They've been around forever, once run by little old ladies who collected plants in the fields and made their own medicines.  They are shops that sell all-natural, herbal remedies and cosmetics.  When I was first here many years ago, herboristarie were lovely old shops with dark wood shelves and large jars filled with dry leaves and liquids .  But now that "all-natural" has become the rage these shops are almost as common as pharmacies, which are on every corner because Italy is a nation of hypochondriacs.   Every household has a few drawers filled with medicines.  They never finish their overly prescribed prescriptions of antibiotics and keep the left-overs, self medicating for as little as a sniffle.   I'm convinced that Italians are the cause of the super strains of viruses.  So I'm going to try my bee spit and hopefully kick this once and for all.  xxoo me

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