My lost voice reminds me of one of my finer goofy moments in 2005. After staying out all night in France and Amsterdam, I lost my voice and developed a cough. I'm a doctor after all, no problem. Find pharmacy, purchase cough syrup and voila, I should be better by the time I return to Paris on on the train. The directions on the bottle say something vaguely about 1-2 teaspoons (I think, because Dutch is sort of similar to German and I did take German 1,2,3 in 1987). I open the bottle and the stuff is horrible; smelled like lighter fluid! But, I figured, I know that European pharmaceutical firms are much less stringent than in the United States so they must sell the strong stuff over-the-counter.....several capfuls later, I'm traveling on the train to Paris and feeling fantastic!! Love the cough syrup....I meet some fellow travelers (a Dutch model and his mother going back to his home in Paris--I have his picture in the style magazine, by the way). After we'd been chatting for a while, I casually mention that I've been taking this wonderful cough syrup and could they please read the bottle instructions for me?
They could barely get it out....you said you are a doctor?.......laugh, laugh, choke......you say you drank how much?.....laugh, snort, laugh.......it says, "place 2 teaspoons in 4 quarts of boiling water and inhale deeply"
