For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a dodgy stomach. If I ate the wrong thing… I’d get sick. If I ate too much of something, I’d get sick… if I didn’t eat… I’d get sick.
Now… every once an a while, I’ll get sick for no apparent reason. Last night I came home and wasn’t feeling well. I didn’t want dinner, I had a brownie later and regretted it. So I chalked this up to another one of “those” nights where my tummy is going to misbehave and there’s not a darned thing I can do about it.
I went to sleep rather easily, but wham… I was up at Midnight with a tummy problem. Tums didn’t help it. Milk & Bread didn’t help it. Pepto didn’t help it. That was kind of a bummer, because my tried and true are Tums and Pepto… *sigh*
So, I ended up sleeping in my recliner for most of the night. That’s the reason why I have a recliner in my bedroom. I have these tummy problems enough that I bought a recliner for my bedroom so that I can at least get some sleep. I’ve become quite adept at sleeping in a recliner. Sad. But true.
So… I sit here sipping on a Diet Mountain Dew, which is the closest thing my employer has to Ginger Ale and wait the tummy to get better… the first clue will be when I start burping… once that starts, then I’m golden.
So… have yourself a happy Wed. I will… my week is already 1/2 over!
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