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Sunday, November 16, 2008

Well, it's here once again. Virus season. We have at least two viruses in our home, and I'm not talking the computer kind.

It's time for me to stash my mini antibacterial cleanser in my purse, pull open doors with my coat sleeve, and avoid touching my face. No, I'm not OCD, I just hate getting sick. Worse than that, I hate passing it along to my family like a time honored tradition.

Speaking of which, may I suggest we do away with the time honored tradition of shaking hands in the winter? Let's see, germs and viruses are running rampant on my fingers so, hey, put 'er there. How are you? Have a cold.

We shook hands at church this morning like every other church across our land and I have to wonder how many people will get sick from one Sunday's greeting. Please. Can we come up with a new greeting? Let's bump elbows or something. Why this needless exchange of germs? Keep your cold to yourself and I'll return the favor.


I have to admit I feel a little sheepish sneaking my handi-sized sanitizer from my purse at the end our "shaking". It's not that I think you've got cooties, okay? I just don't like to be sick. I don't have time to be sick. So until we change our customary greeting, I guess I'll risk looking like a germophobe.
Denise Hunter  
posted at 9:45 PM  
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At 7:58 AM, Blogger Crystal Laine Miller said...

You know, there was a big stink in the press about this during the presidential election about someone (McCain?) offering hand sanitizer after a big handshaking session and him being "too sanitary." (Maybe it was Bush?)C'mon!

Yes, we are a touchy-feely bunch--hugging and handshaking. My husband has gotten into "bumping" fists with people, which is still touching, but maybe less germy. We should do like the Hindi and do a "namaste."

Don't touch your face, nose, eyes afterwards and that helps.;) I can tell you, I was sooo sick and it's taken me 3 weeks to feel better. Still tired.

 
At 9:55 AM, Blogger hotcoffeenow said...

I hate the greeting in church....and I try not to use my right hand at all until service is over and I can go into the ladies room and wash my hands. The worst? When they decide to do communion down front at big round tables with baskets of bread that everyone had touched and ripped from - ugh - I just don't even go down for it anymore. And I'm not the only one - so I don't feel too bad. I'm a little OCD, but I get sick easily so I just shrug my shoulders and admit I'm anal about it, lol.

 
At 10:15 AM, Anonymous Elizabeth M Thompson said...

I am not a germaphobe, but I have two in my home. My husband is fanatical about hand-washing, not sharing drinks, etc. I enjoy watching him squirm a little during the meet-and-greet time at church.

My youngest daughter always carries hand sanitizer. Always. (Think of Jodie Foster's character in Nim's Island.)

I'm a hands-on girl. I am a hugger and a hand shaker. I enjoy meeting new people at church and don't concern myself with catching cooties unless someone is obviously a carrier.

 
At 11:13 AM, Blogger Valerie said...

I too am not a fan of the mandatory, traditional "Meet and Greet" at church. I do not feel the least bit guilty for whipping out a handi-wipe/antibacterial wipe after it's all over. :)

(I do not make any tears in my left eye and am constantly putting lubricant gel in it - so I have to keep my hands clean...)

 
At 12:57 PM, Blogger Julie Carobini said...

Hm, this must be why the greeting time was discontinued during service...

I haven't missed it because I always turn around and whisper hi to people anyway as things are getting started ;)

Now about those who come to church and start hackin' away. I say stay home and pray. God's there too...:)

 
At 2:07 PM, Blogger Krista Phillips said...

LOL, you all would never make it in my family.

My motto is that it just builds up your immunity :-)

And seriously, I get sick some, little sniffles or what not, but not a lot, and I am probably the most UNgermaphobic person you meet.

However, the 'germ' conscious people in my life are getting sick every time they turn around.

Coincidence? I think not!

(side note: This is to be taken with a grain of salt, because I don't press my luck and drink out of my hubby's glass when he has a cold, or stand close to someone who is sneezing up a storm...a little discretion is needed!)

 
At 2:15 PM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

LOL, Krista, I think you have it backwards. People who get sick are germophobic BECAUSE they get sick a lot.

 
At 2:37 PM, Blogger Pam S. said...

Your post made me laugh out loud. Good writing! My favorite line was the bumping elbows line. Reminded me of Madeleine Kahn in "Young Frankenstein."

Weighing in "in favor of germs," I'd miss shaking hands and hugging "hello" in church if we stopped. We tried the "Namaste" greeting for a while, but it didn't really catch on....

 
At 2:41 PM, Blogger Pam S. said...

Your post made me laugh out loud. Good writing! My favorite line was the bumping elbows line. Reminded me of Madeleine Kahn in "Young Frankenstein."

Weighing in "in favor of germs," I'd miss shaking hands and hugging "hello" in church if we stopped. We tried the "Namaste" greeting for a while, but it didn't really catch on....

 
At 2:47 PM, Blogger Sabrina L. Fox said...

I'm a germaphobe and I'm okay with it. =)

Denise, I'm using this topic to vent. LOL.

The other night we're sitting in Cracker Barrell enjoying a nice meal when this older lady next to us starts blowing her nose and caughing into her hankie.

I'm not talking one or two times. I'm talking, let's all stop eating for five minutes and maybe she'll be done. We are literally two feet from her table.

My stomach is turning and I'm irritated. Okay, if you must wipe your nose do it discreetly, please don't hack all over my food. Sigh.

My husband and son are looking at me waiting for me to gag. They know me so well. LOL

 
At 6:46 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

I'm with you. I've gotten so I use those antibacterial wipes the grocery store has by the carts. I don't want anyone else's yucky germs. There are enough that float in the air.

But with the vitamins I take and a little help from Zinc at the first sign of a tickle in the throat, I've avoided colds for a long time. I don't bother with the Zycam, I go straight for the real thing: a 35mg Zinc tablet and vitamin C twice a day at the first sign of a cold. :)

 
At 8:52 PM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

I'm laughing, D. I'm the first in line shaking hands and I rarely get sick. But then I take vitamin D3 which studies are showing we are all severely lacking. We get it in sunshine and what do we lack in the winter: sunshine. So we get colds and the flu. Try taking 3000 iu a day and give it to the kids. Bet you notice a huge difference. And it cuts cancer risk by 70-80%. The studies out this past year are amazing.

 
At 11:11 PM, Anonymous Cathy S. said...

I'm with you on canceling the hand shaking. Then sometimes we go right down and have doughnuts and I really can't stand that.

I guess I'm like Howard Hughes only without the money. LOL

 

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