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Stupid GERD
12/8/09 10:09 pmWell, I decided to start the Kapidex back up, and I've been on it for a month, no itchies. It's been doing very well, but last night I had reflux from hell. Twice.
The first time it was handled nicely by a handful of Ultra Strength 1000 mg antacid tablets (generic Tums), but at 4 this morning I woke up with what felt like a solid knot of acid in my throat. I leapt out of bed, and guzzled down the rest of my liquid antacid (kept in the refrigerator). I spat some acidic phlegm in the sink, washed it down. Stopped in the living room and ate another handful of antacid. Decided a stop in the bathroom would be a good idea, as the acid in my throat was arguing with the Tums.
I proceeded to spend about 30 minutes retching up bile, acid, froth, and saliva. Mike woke up and asked it I was okay. I croaked to him that yeah, I was just having a reflux episode. Oh yeah, and the fact I have a raspy, sore, croaky throat? Means some of the acid made it into and probably past my larynx, which means I probably aspirated some. I've had rattly, wheezly lungs all day, and when I cough, it's a wet, nasty cough with that peculiar sweet-tasting lung butter you get when you have bronchitis or pneumonia.
Wonderful. A case of aspiration pneumonia is all I need right now.
If it's no better tomorrow, I'm calling the doctor and see about getting some antibiotics. Meanwhile, I'm off to order me a wedge pillow so that I'm sleeping semi-reclined instead of flat. I've hoped I wouldn't have to do that, but looks like I will.
Fuck. My. Life.
The first time it was handled nicely by a handful of Ultra Strength 1000 mg antacid tablets (generic Tums), but at 4 this morning I woke up with what felt like a solid knot of acid in my throat. I leapt out of bed, and guzzled down the rest of my liquid antacid (kept in the refrigerator). I spat some acidic phlegm in the sink, washed it down. Stopped in the living room and ate another handful of antacid. Decided a stop in the bathroom would be a good idea, as the acid in my throat was arguing with the Tums.
I proceeded to spend about 30 minutes retching up bile, acid, froth, and saliva. Mike woke up and asked it I was okay. I croaked to him that yeah, I was just having a reflux episode. Oh yeah, and the fact I have a raspy, sore, croaky throat? Means some of the acid made it into and probably past my larynx, which means I probably aspirated some. I've had rattly, wheezly lungs all day, and when I cough, it's a wet, nasty cough with that peculiar sweet-tasting lung butter you get when you have bronchitis or pneumonia.
Wonderful. A case of aspiration pneumonia is all I need right now.
If it's no better tomorrow, I'm calling the doctor and see about getting some antibiotics. Meanwhile, I'm off to order me a wedge pillow so that I'm sleeping semi-reclined instead of flat. I've hoped I wouldn't have to do that, but looks like I will.
Fuck. My. Life.
