Today after more than 10 years, I got my blood taken for routine testing. For some odd reason, I thought it would definitely come out running through the tubes in a weird color, even though in retrospect, it’s not like I’ve never cut myself. (By accident, FYI.)
I actually just learned in linguistics that the term “blue blood” is a direct translation of sangre azule (Spanish), which was an observation about the blue blood vessels on the pale skin of the Spanish monarchy. And in a bizarre TVB drama in the 90s, guardian angels on earth had blue blood as well.
At any rate, blood came out. It was red, and I was disappointed.
My new doctor is relatively young and loves to talk about alternative medicine and nutrition. For my allergies, he’s been recommending several lifestyle changes and supplements. Apparently, from both breathing in the open air and the hidden mold in an old room, living on the Lawn is just asking to provoke my immune system all the time. If only I could install an air filter in my body…
To control my allergies, he told me to take garlic pills, which led to a talk about warding off vampires. Back in the days, people with a rare (often hereditary) diseased called porphyria became sensitive to sunlight and had rashes all over their skin. This was due to certain deficiencies. The cure: drinking blood.
People tossed garlic at them because it was a cure-all for all diseases.
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