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Aaaggghghghghg.......

I'm lucid again, but still in considerable amounts of pain. I want to kill her, I.....calm down, she was just being helpful....aahhh.....

Parminder's "remedy" was a mug full of stuff that looked vaguely like cocoa, with a small blob of some pale yellow goo dropped in. The first sip was okay; kind of nice, in fact, rich and sweet. So I took a big gulp.

I caught a glimpse of the horrified look on Parminder's face, and then my throat and sinuses exploded. I turned purple and started coughing and gasping and sweating....and making a kind of loud watery scream. Everyone in the office was staring. Miranda almost called 911, but Parminder yelled to everyone that I'd be fine and hustled me to the lounge.

She's been chiding me for not sipping slowly; she says too much of her "family spice" can actually stop a person's heart. Well, gee, Parminder, THANKS SO MUCH FOR NOT WARNING ME IN ADVANCE.

She's making me drink milk and eat naan bread, and it's helping, a bit. But I'm going to be watery-eyed for awhile.

On the plus side, if I actually did have any viruses in my body, Parminder's remedy nuked them. Along with half the OTHER cells in my body.

And, you know....her drink didn't taste half bad....

What should I do?