Another post I'm not sure how to title.
My grandmother, Yiayia, was not big on taking medicine. She would go to the doctor if she was sick. The doctor would prescribe medication. Yiayia would have the prescription filled and bring it home.
And that's where it ends.
Yiayia wouldn't take the medicine. Well..... maybe a pill or two. She definitely wouldn't take all of it, though, because she was afraid she might have been given the wrong medicine.
You see, it all goes back to a story she would tell us from her childhood. Apparently, there was a little boy who got sick and they gave him some medicine. Turns out the boy died because they gave him the wrong medicine. I'm not 100% positive this is a true story, but, it's the story Yiayia heard about when she was growing up and it stuck with her for the rest of her life.
My grandmother wasn't weak or sickly. In fact, she lived to be 100.
Maybe that fear of getting the wrong medicine kept her from getting sick?
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