So I've had this gastro-intestinal bother for the last two-ish days, and after a mostly sleepless night last night, I break down and go see Doc Marvin.
I have a check up. He prodds my abdomen. He makes use of both his stethoscope and his sphygmomanometer. We chat. He proscribes defensive eating, bed rest, fluids, and something or other called Danterol, or some such.
I go get the Rx filled, thank the kind lady, and head back home.
I get out of the car and when I pick up my Rx, I take a look at what the drug is: Belladonna.
I'm meant to suck down Wolfsbane before every meal and before I go to bed... I thought my canines were a little sensitive this morning.
It could also be my back hair... hmmmm.
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PS. I know it's a real herb; it just struck me as funny that I was taking friggin Wolfsbane. Heh.
I have a check up. He prodds my abdomen. He makes use of both his stethoscope and his sphygmomanometer. We chat. He proscribes defensive eating, bed rest, fluids, and something or other called Danterol, or some such.
I go get the Rx filled, thank the kind lady, and head back home.
I get out of the car and when I pick up my Rx, I take a look at what the drug is: Belladonna.
I'm meant to suck down Wolfsbane before every meal and before I go to bed... I thought my canines were a little sensitive this morning.
It could also be my back hair... hmmmm.

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PS. I know it's a real herb; it just struck me as funny that I was taking friggin Wolfsbane. Heh.