Chicken Noodle Soup

I have been feeling a bit queasy and under the weather today because of some meds I’m having to take for a heel spur, of all things.

Sort of a gray day.

And just take a gander at the definitions of “spur.”

Excuse me, but this spur ain’t urging this horse forward! There’s zilch prompting or encouraging going on here.

So whenever I’m feeling a little sickly, especially stomach wise, I do what Mama did. I take out a can of Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup …

… and pull out a sleeve of “soda crackers” and let the healing begin.

[Sidebar: I know that both the soup and the crackers are high in sodium, which I usually try to avoid, but not when I’m sick. At the sickly stage, I’m ready to ingest salt by the spoonfulls, or is it “spoonsfull”?]

And for some reason, maybe nostalgia, maybe the power of comfort food, maybe the connection with Mama, the soup almost always plays its role in healing manifestation.

I’m feeling better.