Certain music just seems to have the ability to take you to a different place. As I entered day six with this miserable respiratory curse I was determined to reclaim some of the energy and health I possessed pre-infection. So I did what any red-blooded eighties rocker would do – I pulled up Bon Jovi on my iPod. I know from years of experience of living with myself that music has a powerful effect on my mood and attitude. I was hoping that I could parlay that to some level of mind over body healing.
Think about it…it is hard to be crabby and mean when listening to the Beach Boys. Likewise, it is tough to sit still when Bon Jovi is belting out one of their rock classics. If you can sit still during Livin’ on a Prayer you are made of sterner stuff than me. When that song comes on I can’t help but gyrate in a predictable way (note I refrain from using the term dance as not to unfairly claim any coordination is involved).
So I tried it and let me tell you folks – it actually worked. Now to be fair, I must note that I followed up my Bon Jovi cocktail with a Pink chaser – So What? – the ultimate I don’t give a shizzle song. The adrenaline rush I got kept me bouncing about for a good hour after the fact. Unfortunately, the effects tend to wear off over time and in the presence of silence.
Even given the limitations on my newfound treatment I am not discouraged – I am good as long as the music is going. I can make this work for me – it may make my classes tomorrow a bit more noisy, but I think I can work it into the class material. Who knows, years from now there may be research that Bon Jovi improves the mental health of disaster victims and it will have all started with one woman’s quest to rid herself of a lingering respiratory infection.
Hey…it could happen…we’ve got each other and that’s a lot – for love, we’ll give it a shot…take my hand and we’ll make it I swear…livin’ on a prayer.
Day two hundred and six of the new forty – obla di obla da