I remember going to Mass on Father's Day 1998 or '97,for the homily,the priest read us a poem by some nun about eucharist,it went something like this:
I went downtown and was standing by a trash can
I saw a pregnant girl coming toward me,she offered mn eucharist.
As I wandered,I saw an old drunk,
I went over to him,hugged him and gave him eucharist.
It went on in the same inane,nonsensical fashion for the standard six minute homily time.It made my skin crawl and I now only use the word when I refer to the eucharistic prayer.
I wrote about the experience in one of my first posts on FR,I said I would not use the word anymore and thought that it was one of the reasons that many catholics no longer bellieved in the Real Presence. One person was very offended and let me have it,other than that I was totally ignored and have been by at least three persons on that particular thread ever since.