Yesterday I was feeling a little under the weather. At some point I was unconsciously rubbing my own throat and suddenly flashed back to my childhood. When I was a kid and woke up feeling unwell I’d tell my mom “I don’t feel good.”
She would first kiss me on the forehead, then feel my forehead with the back of her hand, and then her wrist. Then she’d hold up two fingers on each hand much the way flight attendants do to indicate the exits. She’d push on my head starting behind the ears and down along and just below my jaw line. The time I asked why she said she was checking to see if my glands were swollen.
As suddenly as this memory came I realized that my son is nearly out of high school and I have never ever, not once, checked to see if his glands were swollen.
Is this just something from a different parenting generation (like soothing a teething baby by putting whiskey on her gums)? I’m 45. This gland pressing would have taken place throughout the 70s.