or is some you know a sympathetic vomiter?
Find some one close to you.
Put your finger down your throat
and vomit.
OR
Just fake gagging.
Not as fun…but effective.
Come back in ten minutes if need be.
Did you make them vomit too?
When the did, did you?
If yes, then they (and you) are a “sympathetic vomiter.”
Now that we are done having our fun,
the rest of this article has nothing to do with that particular experiment.
The type of sympathetic vomiting we are interested in has to do with bees.
Bees are amazing creatures…blah blah blah.
Look up bees if you want to know more details.
But, bees do something worth mentioning here.
Sometimes, honey in the hive is low.
Too low for every bee to have a full stomach.
And, on such occasion, sometimes,
a bee with a full stomach,
runs into a bee with an empty stomach.
And how they resolve this imbalance is amazing.
The bee with the full stomach
vomits into the mouth of the empty stomached one.
In a bee hive, its all or none.
In order for the hive to survive,
everyone needs to survive.
interestingly enough,
the individual bee’s survival is dependant
on the hive’s survival.
100 half fed bees
have a better chance than 50 well fed bees
and 50 dead ones.
If the hive fails, it fails together.
At least, this is what I understand from my Grandpa.
No, I’m not suggesting we cure world hunger through regurgitation.
Not literally, at least.
Biologically, it wouldn’t work.
Additionally, we’d no longer be able to separate sympathetic vomiters
from people who are actually repulsed by the taste
(or consistancy)
of vomit.
This is a much needed classification, I feel.
But, nonetheless, the lesson, hopefully,
is that when someone with vast resources
encounters someone without,
a decision can be made.
And what business does this have on a cancer blog?
Obviously, here at “La Casa de Cancer,”
we have been operating on limited recourses.
Not just financially.
For we did not have cancer treatment ideas,
or nutrition ideas,
or fundraiser ideas,
or positive thinking ideas,
or, yeah, financial security,
or information about cancer
UNTIL!
People shared with us.
or, to keep the metaphor alive, i should say
They vomited into us.
And it has made all the difference.
The bee known as Colin,
is alive, well (relatively speaking),
and in good spirits.
And we are most appreciative.
Now imagine what we could do in this world if we kept it up.
Homeless man on the side of the road,
vomit some money into his cup.
What could vomiting up some of your extra time
do for a single mom who’s working two jobs
and raising a kid.
What could your vomit do for the environment?
Health care.
World Peace.
Orphans.
Pick your cause.
Stick your finger down your throat.
And save the hive,
(which like it or not,
you are a part of)
One bee at a time.
NOTE: If you have vomited during this article, you either:
REALLY, disagree.
or
You are a sympathetic vomiter.
Seek help here:
and DO NOT GO HERE:
Hahaha…couldn’t resist could you?
And yes, it is not lost on me that I have successfully spun
apiology, puke, and philanthropy
into a tidy metaphor.
What can I say.
I should have been in politics.
Speaking of which, please no comments
on the evils of socialism.
Relax.
What I am proposing is good,
but optional.
I typed in “Bee Vomit” in google and this guys face came up.
Awareness Bracelet: "Save Colin – Terminate the Tumor!"
