Heartburn Scenario

I'm put myself in others shoes. Vomiting too many heartburn chews only to get more heartburn in the middle of the night.
I ate a can of fruit in case vomiting came again and I wouldn't be dry heaving like some dying coseerpse. I want to see substance come out with the toxic turmoil it'such more colorful.

The comfort of the cell light from a self sent text can be a chance I take to wait and watch a little longer.  Not to give in to this pattern of thoughts haunting and brewing in the mind.  Where do we go and keep going with all this real stuff? Stuff of what we can't let go or lose?  The uncertainty is a harbor eventually for opinions and views all around trading, bargaining, and navigating the doubts of ideals.

Always on a different page a boss of mine told me repeatedly ur as good as a dead horse which made me laugh yet when he said I was sitting on a winning lotto ticket he got my attention. And I would look very day at him the way someone would when they found a winning lotto ticket under their tushy.

 As acid reflux heats up the esophagus I can only hope the next morning will hurry it's way up as the saliva Thickens, and my tear ducts swell with hot salt water settling down as usual does nothing for indigestion, a softened stomach acid blocker, and dieting isn't always an option.  We need fruit yet fruit causes heart burn? We don't eat left over pizza after parties why? Because the new main ingredient is cigarette ashes and or snot from sneezes or hockers.

There is nothing worse than heartburn when it comes and goes through its course. There is nothing that compares to the way it feels in the neck and back along the spine.  No other charges can feel this burn more than the strain and pain of indigestion.  There is no other way around the dreadful heartburn expect though an antacid.  Just when you think it's gone it comes back.  I'm so relieved after a couple antacids. But during the moment of truth the heartburn is more or less the feeling of a hot blade severing through the spinal cord and flesh.
I never wanted to invite this problem or welcome it to stay around and come back and forth between 8p-9p most days of the week.  There is no place better than away from the moment indigestion attacks.  There is no longer wish than the wish to receive the relief of this very sharp suffocating grasp such as indigestion.

Last night a cold and hot smoke like sensation seized my esophagus for a couple hours.  The strain in my neck, left side of my face and eye were probably muscle reactions  that caused the vomit to stay down.  I can't  say.  Staying calm and forgetting the moment was impossible so I sang psalms 23 quietly.

I succeeded in not vomiting hot bile or acid reflux.  It was very good to not vomit that terrible stuff.  I read online comments from antacid reviews and heard these pills strip away prenatal pills benefits.  God bless America.

After wanting my mom to stay with me until the moment ended, she instead told me not to call her again and left the room after my pain grew too intense for words and I threw my antacids.  She mumbled about the mess in the kitchen and I realized I was better off without her comfort around with my frustration bumbling and her lack of intuition or instincts.

The acid from my stomach feels as if it is seeping up my throat in my sleep.  It wakes me after too much eating or for instance too much of a good thing is digested.  Last night before bed it was a 2 table spoon peanut butter smoothie with ice and whey protein, accompanied by a splash of prune juice.