Today’s topic: another great use for onions (besides helping break up congestion. And flavoring food, of course!) But first, a funny story:
Last Wednesday dawned sunny and beautiful. The kids and I all got up earlier than we have of late. After a holiday on Monday and sick day on Tuesday, I determined that today WILL be productive. We’ll get lots of school done. We’ll do extra cleaning. And I’ll spend time just enjoying the kiddos.
With that resolution, I skipped down the stairs to rescue the 3-year-old from the bathroom. We were out of toilet paper. So back up the stairs I ran. On the way to restock, I noticed little Meg peeking her head out from the crib with a smile. So, with three rolls of toilet paper and my water bottle in one hand and Meg and her cozy blanket in the other, I hurried back down the stairs to a now quite impatient little boy.
At the landing, my socks slipped.
Toilet paper went flying. The water bottle landed halfway down the stairs. And I fell down the stairs face-forward. In the split second it took to hit bottom, I managed to pull Meg close to me and brace our landing with my free hand… and my foot.
Thankfully, Meg was cushioned well, but I landed hard. As the room started darkening and my ears started ringing, I cried out that God wouldn’t let me pass out in front of the shocked and horrified face of my sensitive five-year-old. Instantly, the darkness faded.
(Rose also prayed “God! God help!” Later, when I told her that God has answered our prayers, she said, “But I wasn’t really praying.” It was such a privilege to get to explain to her that we can call upon God when we’re in trouble, just like she would call for me to help. And that He answers!)
I was filled with gratitude… but hardly able to move. I finally managed to crawl to the couch, all plans for a productive morning vanished. Rose and Will (who managed to get himself out of the bathroom by himself) got breakfast ready all by themselves. It was so fun to watch them serve so cheerfully, even if it did take almost an hour!
I can’t help but smile whenever I think of our “productive” morning turned on its head. Especially since there was no real damage, except to my foot.
Which brings us back to onions.
I’m not quite sure how (except maybe that I’m talented like this, you know), but the top of my right foot took most of the brunt of our fall. Moving or touching it send throbbing pain through my whole body. Even keeping it perfectly still, it hurt.
After I was able to get up, I cut off a big slice of onion and slid it under my sock against the foot and left it there the rest of the day. The onion helped ease the pain and prevent swelling. If I hadn’t have run out of onions, it might even have prevented any bruising at all!
I am not a doctor or a nurse. The only hospital I have ever worked at is a doll hospital. There a band-aid can cure a heart attack. Do you own research (these are some of my favorite herbal resources) and consult a health care provider if your condition is serious.
Do your “productive” days ever turn out quite unexpectedly?