For the last several days, I have been battling the winter crud, cold and laryngitis. My friends, family members and even clients have offered remedies, cures and solutions as to how to get rid of this stuff. The get-well quick fixes cover a host of recommendations, including:
Load up on Vitamin C.
Drink black tea; sip green tea.
Live on ColdEeze.
Take Tylenol Cold medicine.
Gargle with salt water four or five times per day.
Try my grandmother’s homemade hot toddy.
Go to the emergency room and tell them you are very sick.
Rest and drink lots of orange juice. Avoid coffee and teas.
Get some of those zinc things.
Call the doctor back and tell him you are getting worse, not better.
Grease with Mentholatum; grease with Vicks Vapor rub.
Go to the pharmacy and ask for that purple (or maybe it’s blue?) over-the-counter-as seen on tv stuff you are supposed to take before you go to sleep.
To date, I have tried several of the above-recommended fixes, homemade remedies, and yep, I feel just about as crappy now as when the crud all started right before the New Year. While my voice is all crackly and I can’t really talk other than a whisper, my mind has been mulling over all of the ideas I have been given as a cure for the cold. I appreciate them – all of them.
And it somehow reminds me of the many ideas I heard years ago when I announced I was going to resign my job. Quit. Step away. Stop doing what I was doing. While I was not giving up on work by any stretch of the imagination. I just wasn’t going to do that line of work and that job anymore. And it wasn’t about my bosses, my colleagues, the national / international distributors I worked with – they were all truly wonderful people -- it was simply coming to a fork in the road and as Yogi would offer…taking it.
And the unsolicited, well-intentioned advice I got before, during and after r e s i g n i n g from that great job was a boat load:
Who will hire you now?
Nobody in their right mind quits a good job like that.
Are you nuts?
Go to graduate school? Are you serious…you have a kid, and a husband, and….well, a dog.
This will look bad on your record.
I just don’t understand you.
You have it made…why would you do this?
Are you feeling okay?
People don’t quit good jobs.
Are you sure you want to do this?
That’s a bad idea; wouldn’t do that if I were you.
I’ll be surprised if you ever find another opportunity like that.
Something must be bothering you; what’s really going on?
I am not sure when I will get my voice back and I am not sure when I will be 100% done with this crud. I will have to wait, though, until it runs its course. That, I know. And I also know this.
You can start over.
I did.
And so can you.
Whether you lost your job or your job lost you.
Whether you quit your job or someone quit it for you.
Trust in yourself.
Believe in yourself.
Even when you doubt yourself and your decision(s).
It isn’t easy to change and start over.
It takes courage.
And tenacity.
And commitment.
To look forward to what’s ahead of you, and not dwell on what’s behind you.
And to listen to your heart, while consulting your head, and trusting your gut.
And to let negative incoming go in one ear and out the other if it serves no worthy purpose.
When someone tells you something weird or strange or ridiculous, most times they are just trying to help. So, say thank you.
In the interim, don’t give up on discovering your own recipes and remedies.
And solutions.
And fixes.
Be it for a bad cold – or a good career.
posted by: billiesucher
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