Mr.Zoot Achieves Greatness

As a child, I was prone to VERY severe headaches. I realized as an adult that they were migraines. My father did not take us to the doctor every time we were slightly short of par, physically like parents do today – so no one ever prescribed anything or told me migraine triggers. Therefore – I was left to deal with the vice grip on my skull without the use of modern medicine.

Well, the best remedy was my fathers head rubs. Its funny, my mom even talks about his head rubs being the things she missed the most after they split up. So – it wasnt just me – he cured mom’s sinus headaches as well. When he was unable to administer said head rubs – I would wrap my hair around my bed posts and pull in order to try to relieve the pain. THAT is how severe they were.

I’ve come to realize two things about those headrubs as an adult.

#1 – I dont know how my dad would do it for hours until I would fall asleep. When LilZoot gets headaches, I try the patented Papa Zoot head rub, to no avail. The technique, I execute fine, but my FINGERS. Oh my sweet Jesus! After 5 minutes my fingers cramp so bad I’m in tears and need medication for MY pain. That man – my father – is not made of the same stuff the rest of us are – I tell you that.

#2 – no man has ever come CLOSE to relieving my headaches with a head rub. No where close. So, I’ve befriended Advil, and most headaches fade after a few of those little orange pills.

I couldnt take any Advil last night because my stomach was uneasy. This is often the case. However, I do still get headaches periodically, so I just whine and moan and cry until they go away. My husband and son LOVE that. Well, last night, as I was in bed about to fall asleep, a headache hit. I started whining IMMEDIATELY.

Zoot – My HHHEEEEAAAAYYYYAAADDDD hhhuurrrrttttss.

Mr. Zoot - I’m sorry baby, is there anything I can do?
(This is the typical song and dance for us)

Zoot – NNNNoooo, all I want is to go to sleeepppp because I’m so ttttiiiiirrrrreeeeeddd. Whine Whine Whine. Moan Moan Moan.

Then – Mr. Zoot started rubbing my head in an “I’m getting rid of that headache if its the LAST thing I do” kind of frenzy. I swear – it was like I heard angels singing as the vice grip loosened from my skull with the magic touch of his strong fingers. It was like an out of body experience it was so wonderful. He made my headache go away. With his hands! I truly did marry the right man!

So – I think I may get another headache tonight…



Related Posts with Thumbnails

Comments are closed.

Hi. I’m Kim.

This is my blog that I've been writing on since January, 2004. I call myself Zoot as it's a derivative of an old childhood nickname. I used to write about my struggles to have children, but eventually I succeeded and now, I write a lot about those kids. I don't use my kid's exact names simply because if someone Googles their very unique names in the future, I don't want them stumbling upon my entries about boobsweat. I mean, would you hire someone whose Mom writes openly about such topics? NO. YOU WOULD NOT.

I love taking pictures and carry my camera (almost) everywhere I go. This means you'll see a lot of photos on this site. I also periodically post recipes I like as I've been slowly (but surely) learning to cook and I like to share my discoveries. Finally? I'm an annoying pop culture fanatic so I'll periodically ramble about Hunger Games or the latest Parks and Recreation.

I hope you like it here. If not? Please don't tell me. I cry easily.
-->

Other Places I’ve Been