51/106: A Fire In the Belly
Dec. 28th, 2024 01:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rejectomorphBig dinner Friday night, and regret ever since. Severe indigestion, so bad it repeatedly interrupted my sleep. I was going to eat some raw almonds, which sometimes help reduce indigestion, but I can't find them. All sorts of stuff got shifted around when they did that plumbing work a few months ago and never got put back, and now I have no idea where some of it is. I searched everywhere I could think of, but the almonds are nowhere to be found. I suppose I'll have to buy a fresh supply, and those things are pricey when they aren't on sale, which is most of the time.
Anyway, it's really hard to concentrate on anything when an alien is trying to burn its way out of your stomach, and its also hard to sleep, which is what I'd like to be doing right now. I've downed a couple of antacid tablets, and will probably take some more, but I really wish I could find those almonds. I wonder if I finished them and just don't remember? It wouldn't surprise me. My brain has deteriorated even faster than my innards.
Pleasantly overcast again today, and the driveway was puddled this morning so we must have had some rain overnight. I still haven't gotten around to calling my nephew to see if he knows how to work the non-standard light bulbs that have burned out in my bathroom, and where to find replacements. I truly don't feel like doing diddly squat. At this point I think I'd feel grateful to the gut alien if it would just burst out and kill me. Get it over with, space dude! Though I would feel bad about missing the big storm that's due tomorrow. We're getting a bit of preliminary wind right now. I should probably stay up another half hour or so, to see if I get snail mail today. There could easily be more rain before I fetch it if I go to bed this early. It's usually here by three o'clock, and it's almost that late now. Oh, but how the nap calls me! The agonizing, unsatisfactory heartburn nap!
Anyway, it's really hard to concentrate on anything when an alien is trying to burn its way out of your stomach, and its also hard to sleep, which is what I'd like to be doing right now. I've downed a couple of antacid tablets, and will probably take some more, but I really wish I could find those almonds. I wonder if I finished them and just don't remember? It wouldn't surprise me. My brain has deteriorated even faster than my innards.
Pleasantly overcast again today, and the driveway was puddled this morning so we must have had some rain overnight. I still haven't gotten around to calling my nephew to see if he knows how to work the non-standard light bulbs that have burned out in my bathroom, and where to find replacements. I truly don't feel like doing diddly squat. At this point I think I'd feel grateful to the gut alien if it would just burst out and kill me. Get it over with, space dude! Though I would feel bad about missing the big storm that's due tomorrow. We're getting a bit of preliminary wind right now. I should probably stay up another half hour or so, to see if I get snail mail today. There could easily be more rain before I fetch it if I go to bed this early. It's usually here by three o'clock, and it's almost that late now. Oh, but how the nap calls me! The agonizing, unsatisfactory heartburn nap!
