Vi·ta·min

Growing up my mother fed my sisters and I vitamins like it was her J-O-B.  She thoroughly believed in the powers of vitamins and their ability to keep us out of doctors offices and on the perfect attendance list at school.  I may have embellished a little in that last sentence, however, it is true that we took minimally two pills a day with breakfast.  A little red multivitamin and white vitamin-c supplement.  Prior to our abilities to "swallow" our vitamins we did have chewables and I can vouch that chewable vitamin-c is absolutely puke-worthy.  There was also a time when my mom thought garlic pills were the next best thing to sliced bread.  All I can say is they provided for some nasty burps which made an already self-conscious preteen even more so.  At any rate, upon graduating and venturing off to college I nixed the vitamin habit much like I nixed my weekly dose of church on Sunday.  I guess I just needed a break from all things regimented that were either good for my body or for my soul.