This time, he laid down the law. Plain gruel. Plain bread (with honey, if it gets too monotonous). Soy is OK too. No dairy products, no oil, no fruits and vegetables, no cereals, and definitely no meat, nothing cold, and nothing spicy.
"So, essentially, I'm going to have to live like a sadhu," I quipped.
"Ha ha, exactly," was the doctor's enthusiastic reply.
Hell. I'm back in Hell.