As of right now, The Karate Kid has a cold, and I am catering to his every need to keep the Man Flu at bay. I am hoping that he is too young to develop a full-fledged Man Flu, and that it – at worst – will stop at Teenager Flu. The Kid is drinking liter after liter of Old Mamasan’s miracle remedy against sore throats, runny noses, watery eyes, weak knees, fevers and the plague:
Get your kettle out. Put in a couple bags of strong, black tea (we prefer English Breakfast Tea), a good dollop of honey, half an orange (wash it so you can keep the peel on), one peppermint drop, and then you pour over your boiling water. Let sit for a couple minutes and then drink it. It even tastes good!
(For adults I recommend topping the tea off with a splash of whiskey or cognac. The booze doesn’t help one bit, but it makes it fun to be sick.)
The big challenge is to isolate Sir Nerdalot from the cold virus, because he will definitely, without a doubt, develop a full-fledged Man Flu! We are, in other words, we are on the precipice of catastrophe here, and the world as we know it will cease to exist. He will be shivering in pain and fever, he will have out-of-body experiences every time he sneezes, he will be whiney and feel terribly sorry for himself. We all know how it goes, right?
Sir Nerdalot is henceforth banished to isolation in the Man Cave – where he will stay until the Karate Kid is completely free from cold symptoms. I will go to the store tomorrow and stock up on cognac in case the Nerd catches the Man Flu despite strict isolation. I am going to need triple shots in my tea if he gets sick…
Booze is the answer. I don’t remember the question.