A childish healthcare debate
Painful whines and screams emanate from a small child. The mother, standing nearby, attempts to ease the suffering of the boy.
“What’s the matter Johnny? Why are you crying?”
“My tummy hurts mommy! It hurts!”
“Well, let me see what I can do to help. ”
The mother walks into the other room and grabs a pink bottle of medicine.
“Here you go Johnny, this will help ease your stomach pain so that you can be more comfortable. All you need to do is take a spoonful or two.”
“I don’t want to take the medicine. My tummy hurts!”
“I know that your tummy hurts Johnny, that’s why you have to take the medicine. Don’t worry about the taste, it will go down quickly.”
“But, what is that bright pink stuff going to do for me. How can something that is so bright pink do anything to help me.”
“You can’t judge something by how it looks. It may be a big, pink bottle of medicine, but all you need is a tiny bit and you will start feeling better really soon. ”
“I don’t want to drink that stuff instead of juice, I like juice. Why do I have to stop drinking juice? Apple juice is my favorite. Can’t I just have a little bit of juice?”
“You don’t have to stop drinking juice. All you have to do is take a little bit of this and when you start feeling better you can have some juice, apple juice if you want”
“No I can’t. You will make me drink some disgusting tasting pink stuff instead.”
After a long back-and-forth conversation of innocently uninformed arguments against sensible reason, clarity prevailed and the mother was able to pretend the medicine was an airplane, and provide incentives for the child to suck it up and take the medicine that he so desperately needed. A moment later the medicine was ingested, the child was given a cup of apple juice, and the tears quickly dried on the puffy cheeks of little Johnny.
forget kung fu, come over and swim in the pool and play with the girls…they will work you out mentally AND physically and I think you will walk away happy :)