Apparently, when I was six I was very ill. I was nauseous, had a high fever, and cried constantly. This lasted for a few days, then one day my great-gramma takes me aside and laid me down on the floor. She takes an egg and rocks it back and forth over my body for about 10-15 minutes. Fresh chicken egg mind you, since we had a coop in our backyard.
Usually, I'd throw a fit because I didn't like staying still for very long, but she was my grammy and I obeyed whatever she wished (may she rest in peace). When she was done, She took the egg and cracked it, looked at the yolk, and threw the egg away. Then, she said a prayer then took me to my room and told me to sleep. When I awoke, I was fine.
When I asked grammy how did she know what to do, she said it was because she had done it a few times. She said someone cast the 'Evil Eye' upon me.
I don't believe in the evil eye, but I can't explain how I got better after she did her little ritual.
Weird huh? Anyone care to share?