That's right! The yellow spheres of death! Only this time they're ellipsoids. This is the stuff that says "Do not crush or chew." On my previous prescription of it, back when I broke my ribs coughing and lost a bunch of weight from my current norm and all that, the full reading was, "Do not crush or chew; may cause sudden death."
I told people that. I put it in my journal. But when I mentioned it later, Scott got really mad at me for not making it clear that I wasn't joking. Now, I ask you, people: how often do I joke about sudden death with you? When is the last time? This happens to me a lot: people think I'm joking, and I'm flat-out serious. It doesn't help that with people I don't know very well, I fall very easily into Scandosotan flat affect/delivery. But Scott knows me very well. Scott has known me for fourteen years now, and considering that I'm only twenty-six and he's only twenty-seven, that's awhile. So I really don't think he should have gotten all mad at me on the phone later. I told him about the death thing. Not like the time I actually did almost die and actually didn't tell Michelle about it. She had reason to get mad.
So anyway, it's a familiar Yellow Sphere O' Death, and I know that when it says "may cause dizziness," it means it.
In other news, gargling with salt water is in every way nasty and hurts to boot. Bah. But I had nice soft avocado with my soup and will have ice cream later. And I'm being a good girl and drinking fluids. I have my momma's voice in my head going, "Hydrate! Hydrate!"