Welcome to Day 4 of the 30-Day Blogging Challenge run by LearnToBlog.com. The theme I’m exploring in these 30 days is Azerbaijan, the setting of my memoir(s). I’ll show you places and share memories that shape my books.
When I was five, my grandma was discharged from a hospital … to go and die at home. Her kidneys were not functioning properly, and she had blister-like bags hanging under and over her eyes and on cheeks. Luckily, we had an unexpected visitor from Kislovodsk, a spa city in Russia. This woman, who used to be our neighbour for many years, mentioned a healer in Kislovodsk who could treat ailments with herbs. Having given up on the mainstream medicine, grandma decided to find the woman. When my grandma returned a few weeks later, her kidneys were functioning well. This was 35 years ago. Not only this woman saved grandma’s life, but she also taught her a lot about the healing attributes of plants.
But even before my grandma’s miraculous healing (she is still going strong, by the way at age 85), the way our ailments were treated were not conventional. For example, if I ran temperature, she gave me a hot tea mixed with raspberry jam and a slice of lemon. I had to drink it while it was hot. Straight after she covered me with a thick blanket, and once I sweated that tea out, my temperature usually came down. I remember having pain in my calves. It was resolved with a little massage with my grandpa’s cologne. The cologne contained some alcohol, and when it evaporated from my skin, it created coolness and gave me some relief. Blocked nose? She held my head covered with a towel over boiling water with camomile flowers. Sun burn? Put a bit of plain yogurt on the skin and wash it off a few minutes later. Tummy ache? Eat some plain yogurt (in general, there was nothing that plain yogurt could not fix).
I’m not advocating these unconventional methods of healing, by the way. Thank God for the mainstream medicine that saved my son’s life on more than one occasion when he had some breathing difficulties as a child.
Perhaps, grandma’s healing methods were developed in response to a lack of well-educated doctors in Azerbaijan. Sadly, medical profession was deemed very prestigious, and many families did not spare any money to ‘educate’ their offsprings at all cost, i.e. bribing their way through the educational system. So, to find a good doctor who knew what he or she was doing was extremely rare.
At least, one couldn’t do much damage with plain yogurt.
Why am I telling you all of this? I was working on a different post today, but then my son came home from nursery and threw up. I believe about five times. I lost count… and it made me think: What grandma would have done today? Perhaps a bit of plain yogurt?
I stuck to water. Can’t go wrong with water…
Thanks for reading.