Sunday, 18 September 2011

The Best Medicine

Mike is on medication for ALS. Before his diagnosis, he never took anything…he didn’t have too, he never got sick. In spite of the pill bottles lined up on our counter now, we still believe that laughter is the best medicine. Proverbs 17:22 says: A merry heart is good medicine. NaturalNews.com says: How do you actually reduce the levels of chronic stress in your body and enhance your life span, boost your immune system function, protect your nervous system and your sanity and give your endocrine system a much needed rest? Let’s start with the easiest way – laughter. I love laughing and Mike likes making me laugh…he likes making everyone laugh. He is very quick witted and is always looking for a way to add humour to a serious situation. If you call our house and get the answering machine, you will hear me start laughing half way through the message…Mike made me laugh, and then wouldn’t let me change the message. He will go to great lengths to find the props needed to make a photo opportunity comical. Mike likes to get a good laugh himself. It’s pretty much routine for him to place a 10Kg bag of dog food in the middle of the isle at the grocery store and watch people manoeuvre their buggies around it. I caught him teaching my friend Carol’s two boys that trick one day when we were visiting them in Vernon. Along with the pranks at the grocery store, the ice cream fight at the Dairy Queen and peeing in the snow at Silver Star, it was a banner day for Levi and Max. Recalling the events of the day to their mom, the boys were killing themselves laughing. Carol says Mike is like a celebrity in their house.

Mike and I laugh a lot. Our daughter, Madison is forever saying “What is so funny?” Once one of us gets started, the other joins in and there is no stopping us. Laughing is fun…it feels good…it’s cleansing…What soap is to the body, laughter is to the soul - Yiddish Proverb

It’s natural to become depressed after receiving bad news. Not just bad news, but very bad news…like hearing you have a terminal illness. But, after the initial shock of our bad news wore off a little, Mike was up to his old tricks. Don’t get me wrong, there are lots of tears too, but the laughter far outweighs the grief.
             
                            The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. EE Cummings

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