Mom is the pharmacist of the house

Coming home to LA for thanksgiving was awesome. Nothing beats a home cooked meal. Surprisingly the cool, brisk winter of San Francisco made its way to LA. I don't think it's ever been so cold. I started to feel a small tickle in my throat and I asked my mom if she had any airborne or a chinese medical herb I used to take as prevention for the cold. Instead, she gave me a a bottle of chinese medicine, Diclofenac and Chlorpheniramine. From my 1.5 years of pharm school, I remembered Chlorpheniramine is first generation antihistamine that causes drowsiness but I totally forgot what Diclofenac was used to treat. - Perhaps some anti-inflammatory like Ibuprofen? I was hesistant and told my mom that I would be okay without. She insisted that this was a miracle drug and had already filled a glass of water for me. What do I do? My mom is trying her best to look out after me and if I took a pill, the concentrations would be so low that I would not be at risk for any serious condition. I was hesistant. The tables still haven't turned- despite my 1.5 years in pharmacy school- nothing has changed. My mom still acts like the pharmacists at home.