I heart herbs, I dislike western medicine, the last time I had injections in me was during my vaccines and before then it was when I was 7. I am blessed to never have been critically ill. My pastor calls it divine healing, my mother says its a result of nasty smelly, puke colored stuff (popularly called agbo) she gave me as a child.
When my sister was pregnant, and had flu-like symptoms, I tried to convince her to use my secret herbal stash, tried and tested over the years, she refused and said she did not want her child coming out of the womb, talking.
When I got arrived from a trip in England and went under the weather (me thinks it was the water), western drugs did not help till I turned to my herbal stash.
Now for about a week, Aba has been sniffing from allergies for about a week, he tried the popular western drugs, but nah, they did do him any good, just made him feel weak and drowsy, till I prescribed, a clove of garlic to be swallowed with water, boiled ginger in chai tea with a glob of honey to be sipped by deserving lips and my favorite, spicy pepper soup to be complimented with either fish, chicken or beef. Thankfully, he heeded my advice and I can say he truly is a new man.
Since pictures make my words look fabulous, here is one of my herbal stash…
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