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Here’s one I had never heard before: “Take leftover bread, reduce it to crumbs and eat half a cup.”
Most people, if they were honest, added a caveat: the treatment may or may not work. Hiccups seem to go away on their own about as often as when they are “treated.”
Back when I was a mere lad of tender years, I had a terrible cough. My Dad fixed up a potion the likes of which 1 have never had before or since. He mixed together whiskey, paragoric, honey and lemon juice and presented it to your scribe at bedtime.
The combination cured the cough, that’s for sure, but the union of alcohol and narcotics gave me something else * that was worse than anything I had before experienced in all my ten years?* a hangover. Dad would probably be sent to the Big House if he did that today.
My Aunt Bunky chimed in with a remembered prescription from her youth.
“If we ever stepped on a thorn or a briar when we were running barefooted outside, Daddy would take his pocket knife and cut out the thorn and then swab our foot with a rag soaked in kerosene,” she said.
Aunt Bunky — it should be noted .— is well past the age of majority, so whatever they did in those days seemed to work and couldn’t have hurt them too much.
My mother summed it up in her usual prescient way.
“If you think something is going to help you, it probably will,” she averred.
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