My kids went for their annual check-ups yesterday, and I am happy to report they are both salubrious. Which means I’m a good motha. Whenever I leave the doctor’s office and especially the dentist’s office (because do you know how hard it is to get two kids with oppositional defiance disorder – i.e. ALL kids – to brush their teeth?) with a clean bill of salubriousness, I always feel I should get a gold star. Although a trophy would be better. I don’t know why they’re giving out trophies to kids all the time. Oh, they hit a home run. Big deal. Try getting your kids to brush their teeth twice a day. That merits a trophy.
Anyway, I had this word tucked away for a rainy day so last night when I was desperately trying to come up with something to write about, and I took to scrolling through my drafts praying I had a pre-written piece just waiting to be posted, I came across salubrious. I was saddened to find it wasn’t already written (damn it, why couldn’t the work be done already?). But at least I had something to work with. And, it was the perfect word for right after a doctor’s appointment and also for when you have nothing else.
Salubrious – adj. 1. healthy, health-giving, beneficial. 2. Pleasant, agreeable.
Other helpful related words: salubriously, salubriousness. Not to be confused with salutation although you could give a salubrious salutation. In fact, I insist all salutations be salubrious.
The doctor was salubrious (as in the second meaning of the word), and my kids were salubrious, too, which is important because if you don’t have your salubriousness what do you have? Still something bothered me about the appointment.
These days the pediatrician likes to cover a whole gamut of health-related topics during the appointment like sports, diet and exercise, which are all good things, but then she brought up the amount of screen time the kids get and rules regarding electronics, which is certainly related and important, but I felt a little bit like I was under interrogation. She examined my daughter first, separately, which now that The Kid is older is normal procedure, but it gave the doctor the opportunity to plumb The Kid for information. Then she spoke to me, and it felt as though my parenting was being called into question. I try to be on top of those things, but I must admit the discussion made me feel a bit defensive like she was going to yell at me for doing something wrong.
Thankfully, the doctor approved of my no cell phones in the bedroom at night rule so I felt relieved I passed the test. Then she mentioned how kids are up all night texting away on their phones and not getting any sleep. She added that studies have shown too much screen time has caused such deterioration in brain cells that it’s comparable to a brain injury like a concussion, which was slightly shocking and not at all salubrious. I was kinda glad to learn that last bit of information because while I’ve never been keen on the kids using every sort of electronic device, at least now I get to say with authority, “See? T.V. really does cause your brain to rot.”
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