I've been dozing off and on since about 11PM something. Yep. Dozing off. I went out to dinner last night to celebrate the granddaughter's 29h birthday (yeah, I was way off) at a Mexican restaurant. And, like you, well, most of you I'm sure, I ate too much. Too much chips and salsa. Too much food. And yes, I did bring a box home. We also ate later than usual, along with way too much food. I was hungry. I had had a shake for breakfast and then nibbled cause I knew we would be eating dinner. Anyway, where am I going with this....
Around 11PM something (not that you need to envision this but it may have happened to you a time or two) bile from my stomach (or gallbladder or wherever it comes from) shot up to my throat, burning it like a fire (the hot salsa, perhaps?). I shot up from the bed gasping to breathe and get it to go down. I came in here and grabbed water and gulped it, hoping to wash it back down, but it continued to burn my throat and esophagus. I got a sambucol lozenge and eventually the pain went away. I settled back into my chair, trying to sleep. Can't put my arms on the chair arms for it makes them go numb if they are there for any length of time. So I am trying to keep my arms off the chair arms, trying to go back to sleep sitting up at an angle, afraid to lay down flat on the bed again. 2AM something hubby comes rushing down the hall. Seeing the door shut, which means I'm in here, he opens it and asks me if I'm ok. Sigh. I've told him, if the door is shut, I am in here, leave me alone. Because he wants to talk to me to see why am I awake and why am I in here, it thoroughly awakens me, and I admit, I wasn't very nice. Who wants to be half asleep in the middle of the night being asked if you are ok and why are you in this room?
Sigh. I am ok. I am in this room. Around 4:30AM he comes back down the hall, bringing my coffee. He wants to chat again as to why am I in this room and am I ok. I have to explain it to him in a way that doesn't scare him that I'm dying. It happens occasionally, especially when I eat a late Mexican dish with refried beans. My belly 'burps' in the middle of the night and shoots the bile up my throat. Disgusting, I know. But this time it was really hurting, I could barely get my breath. Teach me to overeat and all, huh. Until next time, at least.
Anyway, I need to already get off here and get dressed. I have the 6AM board meeting - to which I have fought being assigned to - and lost - this morning. I do need to do a couple errands today so I will take an extra hour off somewhere.
But then again, I head to meet my boss for breakfast in the morning and leave at 7:30AM and don't usually get back home until around 11AM. It IS a meeting and we DO discuss work. But we also have a lot to catch up on. :-) Personal stuff.
And with that - I need to get my clothes on, even though I don't usually turn my camera on for anyone to see me. I'm not the only one who has to be online at 6AM - my male boss does, the CFO for this division, and a couple other people who live here in the valley. I think all the others live in Colorado, and they are an hour ahead of us so it is only 7AM there.
Don't have time to chat - got to get my things together to run the slides at 6AM. Hope you have an amazing day. Maybe I will have interesting things to chat about tomorrow. Or not.
Blessings!
