Just before I left for Hawaii, a nasty cold went through our house. I refused (REFUSED!) to be sick for my vacation. Sadly, I do not have the power to simply will myself better. If I had that level of mind control I would not only be healthy, I would be 3 inches taller and 100 lbs lighter. I also would have flawless skin and the voice of an angel.
One of my co-workers suggested a "brilliant" cure that she swears took away her bronchitis. Cayanne pepper, garlic, and a bit of honey mixed together. Take 1/2 teaspoon every 30 minutes. Well. WELL. I tried it.
I forgot to tell you I might have an ulcer. This is something I might have wanted to think about before pouring the sizzling fire down my throat. It didn't burn my mouth, because I tossed it right to the back and down my throat. It was....warm....going down. And then the lava exploded in my insides, and I wanted to curl up and die. I suspect smoke was coming out of my belly button. My eyes streamed tears. The oxygen when I breathed simply fed the fire.
My family was not very helpful. Girl Terror looked at me as I clutched my gut, and said "I told you to google it first. I knew it was a bad idea." Hubby waited until I calmed down and then said "Just a thought...it still has to come OUT the other end! Won't that be fun?"