How are yall doing out there this fine and lovely Thursday? My noncompliant ass (we'll get more to that in just a second) is sitting around the house not doing much of anything. In fact that's pretty much been my week. Wake up, browse the web, clean the house, browse the web some more, check craigslists to see if there are are any errands boy for sale, lay back down, take my Pirin tablets, and browse the web some more. I did find a shaman on CL offering his onion blessing ceremony for dirt cheap.
Why, oh why, have I allowed my acid reflux to get out of hand? I guess that I was hoping that I was "cured" and didn't have to take my medicine anymore. It's stupid, I know, but a girl can wish. Because of my imaginary curedness, I didn't go buy any of my heavy duty ppi's and was just taking h2 blockers. Um, wrong answer, bitch. I was popping those h2 blockers multiple times a day and you're only supposed to take them twice. The kick in my ass that made me realize I needed to stop playing was when I popped that Zantac and not even an hour later my innards were burning like the panties on a meth prostitute. I wasn't sure if I needed a penicillin shot right in my throaK or Prevacid. Needless to say, I'm gonna make sure that I rein this throat burning terror back in.
I've actually hit yet another new all time low. I count the weight that I lost on two weeks of Optifast before surgery cause I certainly earned that weight loss, so with that and surgery, I've lost just a smidge over 157 pounds. God, that's a lot of weight!
I don't know what else to say.