Stomachache

Maddie’s Amazing Fever-Reducing, Headache-Calming, Belly-Soothing, Health Drink

When my assistant Maddie came to me and said her 3 year old daughter wouldn’t drink any of the teas I had prescribed for her recent illness, I was surprised. I’d even gotten arrogant -- I mean Chinese herbs, they’re usually yucky, no surprises there. Its really a matter of gentle insistence -- after some gentle but firm encouragement the first few times, my son associates them with getting better (his mother is also an herbalist, so for better or worse he’s had to indulge me). But teas with sweet slippery elm and honey? Sickeningly sweet loquats? Ginger tea? I hadn’t met the child who wasn’t a taker.

Christmas Cookie Crisis: Kids Stomachache Remedies

We do our best — really. Every year, we go into the holidays eating healthfully, raiding the winter greens from our garden, concocting healthy soups, wearing our scarves (and yes, I’ve even gotten better about making my son wear his coat — for more on this, see my Paris blog on his runny nose…) And every year, about one week from Christmas, it all falls apart. Even when we put a healthy dinner on the table at home, he’s already eaten too many pecan sandies and mint chocolate brownies at the school winter faire to do anything besides pick at it. And try as I might, I never manage the resolve to say no to all of his holiday indulgences — perhaps because I’m not saying no either. Try telling your son to lay off the cookies when you’ve just stuffed your third scoop of peanut butter blossom cookie batter into your mouth.

The “Eddy Test”… and Other Signs of Appendicitis in Children

It’s 6pm, after 33 hours of traveling home from Vietnam (yes, I counted, for good measure), and I step into the Austin Airport. I’ve been gone for 10 days, which feels like double any time I cross the international dateline from where my son lives. He’s seven now, and occasionally I try out the theory of “absence makes the heart grow fonder” for an exotic girls’ trip or for work, but when he reports via Skype that, “Mommy, I can’t find the fun in life without you,” I’m ready to go home. So when he’s not at the security exit, jumping up and down, I’m surprised. When neither he nor my husband is at baggage claim either, I am, admittedly, slightly disappointed — and slightly irritable.

How a Night of Food Poisoning Inspires Tribute

So its been a while since I’ve blogged, and I have to admit, I was inspired again by a new, unlikely and unpleasant phenomenon. Safely returned from Paris, and after throwing caution to the wind on many occasions (steak tartare, soft cheese, you name it, a pregnant woman’s nightmare), it wasn’t until I hit a beautiful, fresh, nameless café in Arizona (nameless to protect the innocent and guilty☺) that I ordered a chicken walnut salad. I’m not a poultry fan, I admit, but going back to my roots in Chinese medicine, and feeling a bit tired in the desert heat, I thought the chicken could bolster my system a bit, while the salad could cool me off – I can dream can’t I?

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