This was going to go on the small hugs thread, but it seemed more appropriate here once I'd written it out: I am in the middle of a horrid reflux attack. It started last Thursday morning after a pastrami and cheese sandwich with mustard mayo and gherkins - oh, the gherkins; I should have known better - grabbed quickly after rehearsal late on Wednesday night and a whole week
later it's still going. We've got acid. We've got bloating. We've got nausea. We've got regurgitation. We've got constant palpitations. Even my double dose Omeprazole aren't working. I have drunk an entire bottle of Gaviscon in two days. I have a general level of reflux on a daily basis anyway - I think I probably have a hiatus hernia - but this is biblical
reflux. I am as miserable as sin
Also, for an extra dose of gross: I got home tonight to find the cat had puked on my cross stitch. I managed to wipe it off, but... seriously, cat?!