I feel a lot more sympathy for Kermit the Frog, after taking an unexpected (and unwelcome) side trip into the stomach flu last week. According to the hubs, I turned green. I am not surprised I looked green. I felt green.
As I inch my way into the recovery zone (at my age there is no bouncing back), I started to wonder why I had turned green? What was the deal with that. You know I had to Google it.
The most common consensus seems to be that there are many blood capillaries in our faces, which usually give us a healthy pink color. But when the blood rushes to the, er, distressed tummy, it leaves your face without the red. Yellow (our skin without the blood) mixed with the abandoned blue blood vessels, results in green.
Conclusion: Kermit was right. It really isn’t easy being green.
And I hope you don’t have to pass through that green valley of misery any time soon.
So what else isn’t easy? (I know, lame, but I’ve been sick…) And I’ll still enter your comments into my monthly drawing for an AnaBanana gift basket ($25 value). Winner announced first blog post of the new month.
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