I'm sorry. I didn't realize you would consider the term "ritual" derogatory. It's used to refer to all the elements of an intervention (as in "therapeutic ritual"). In this case, it's not just the drinking of the OJ, but would include stuff like the waking of your wife and her bringing you the drink (as well as other aspects, such as the need for you to sit up to drink it).
Linda
I see. Well then, the "ritual" even worked when I was able to fetch the OJ myself, and the times when one of my kids would bring it for me, and even a time or two when I kept a bottle on the nightstand so I could grab it if needed. And I think (but am not sure) that the sitting up is a relatively new part of it, added since the stroke, as I am less able to successfully drink from thebottle while supine without spilling it all over, especially with the bedrail (again, new since the stroke) in the way.
So, it's remarkably flexible, as rituals go.
Perhaps I am a bit sensitive to your (what I perceive as) scorn of the whole thing because of what Susan recently said of it, which motivated me to start this thread. Susan is a Christian. I am an Agnostic. One recent night I woke up yelling with a cramp and called out to her to please bring me some OJ. Perhaps I did so more demandingly than usual, or perhaps she had just managed to get to sleep, but
something made her react poorly to it. When she finally brought the OJ to her by-then whimpering hubby, she said "I don't understand how you can not believe in God, but you believe this stuff works so quickly!" Angry about her using the situation foe quasi-proselytizing, I managed to stifle all of the responses that came to mind, and just downed the OJ. The cramp went away.
I have known, from the first time the OJ "magically" worked immediately, that there was almost certainly a placebo effect at work. I knew that more than a decade before I had even MET Susan, and had told her that the first time she witnessed me use the "ritual". So, for her to have said the above, on top of her recently starting to refer to my OJ, sarcastically, as my "Magic Elixir", bothered me. Was she hoping to shame me into no longer accepting that the OJ worked (whatever the reason it does or seems to)?
It was then I resolved to ask the members of the Forum what they thought of the Oj "working", hoping against hope that someone could come up with a convincing theory as to how drinking the OJ would relieve the cramp in some non-placebo way.
Susan apologized the next day for her comment, and has dropped the "magic Elixir" remarks too. She is under a
tremendous amount of pressure as my caregiver, wife, best friend, chauffer and so much more, that episodes like I described above are bound to happen. The fact that they happen so seldom is a testament to her good nature as well as to her love for me.
And Linda, your apology was unnecessary but is accepted and appreciated.