The winter months are notoriously known as “the cold and flu season”. I think it’s safe to say that most of us enjoyed a day at home and away from school growing up when we weren’t feeling well. I don’t remember it happening often because my siblings and I had to be genuinely ill to stay home from school, especially if the ole mercury glass thermometer confirmed it. 

Today, the market for over-the-counter medicine is plentiful. In the 70s, I don’t recall Mom having many choices to get us back on our feet quickly. St. Joseph Aspirin For Children was what Mom always gave us. The crunch of those tiny pills, their distinct orange flavor, and the little soldier on the box stay in my memory. I love vintage commercials! Check this one out.

There were some medications that I distinctly remember Mom giving us to fight our symptoms. Some are obsolete, while many are still available but with different packaging.

Who remembers Aspergum? They were aspirin-containing red rectangles of gum that you pushed out of the package from the back. Mom had these on hand when we had a sore throat. The coolest thing about my Mom and Aspergum is that she would occasionally write me a note saying I had permission to chew it during class if my throat was still irritated. So cool! Chewing gum in grade school or middle school was prohibited. And that also goes for Luden’s Cherry Cough Drops, which are still available. I thought I was cool having consent to chew gum and eat cherry candy at school! 

Nothing smells more like being sick as a kid than Vicks VapoRub. If we had a bad cough, Mom would start by putting a bath towel over our heads and running the hot water in our bathroom sink. When it was time for bed, she would unscrew the jar of Vicks and rub a layer on our chest and neck. I didn’t necessarily enjoy the smell of the menthol and eucalyptus, but it made me feel cozy and well taken care of. I have a jar of Vicks in my bathroom closet. Boy, does that smell take me to my bedroom on Dartmouth Ave. Another old commercial to watch.

Getting to stay at home from school, even though we didn’t feel good, had its perks. The medicine available in the 1970s that Mom gave us to make us feel better was only a small portion of how we got back on our feet. There was also the fact that I stayed in my nightgown all day, drank orange juice from concentrate with a straw, and read lots of books in bed. 

But the true remedy?  Having my Mom being there and taking care of me all day…