My Name Is Hygieia

That's Υγεία if you read Greek
(which, I'm assuming you don't
but I just wanted to sound smart).

Yes, you read it right. I am the Goddess of Health, Cleanliness & Sanitation. Please say it right. It's Goh-desssss ovv Healt-fff ean Seh-nee-tay-siooonnnnn. So, call me the Goddess of Health, Cleanliness & Sanitation. For the Goddess of Health, Cleanliness & Sanitation, I am.

*snicker*

Don't worry. I'm not the only freak in the office. There's Aeolus, the God of Wind (more like glamour name for King of Fart *grin*), too. But the Goddess of Health, Cleanliness & Sanitation is soooo much cooler than he is so let's keep talking about her, okay?

*snicker*


So what do you do when you get elevated
to goddess status and nobody around you knows?

YOU LET EVERYBODY KNOW!

That's what.


How do you let everybody know?

YOU WEAR NAME TAGS!

That's how.

All hail me.

*cough cough*

I don't answer to any name but Hygieia or Goddess of Health, Cleanliness & Sanitation now. Defile that name with unnecessary and insensitive jokes, and face the wrath of the daughter of Asclepius. (That's me, of course.) Glorious statues of me, covered in women's hair and Babylonian clothes have been made. Sacrifices have been offered. But that time has come and gone.

It is the dawn of a new day – a new era!
(The Land of Greek Gods & Goddesses
has modernized greatly, if you didn't know.)

All you have to do is keep reading the blog of Hygieia,
the Goddess of Health, Cleanliness & Sanitation.