My sister (retired doc) repeatedly suggests a Stugeron tablet. I suppose I could pop one on top of a lovely runny Camembert, like a sort of decoration.
She's such a poncy connoisseuse. She talks about food I've never even heard of (quinoa, tofu, feta and so on) She thinks I'm a total wimp allowing vertigo to limit my love of strong, runny, smelly cheeses.
I even have to be careful of cream. We like those individual trifles in little pots from the supermarket. But I have to eat them well within date, or the whipped cream on the top puts me in bed for two days.
Husband rather enjoys this as he gets peace and quiet for a while!