You know how a hacking cough sort of convulses everything and makes you flail around grasping for relief? Well, I got bounced out of bed by it, stumbled to the medicine drawer, grabbed the plastic bag and started sucking with relief on a lozenge. At some point yesterday it occurred to me that they didn't have that characteristic eucalyptus coolness and actually looked at the bag.
Oh, well, they stopped the tickling. Then I read the fine print on the back.
Oh, good. Glad to know that one's vitamin C levels will remain good while you've got the trots.