Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Tuesday mid-morning once again. Only it's the end of the first dozen days.

Ceiling fan swirling, something in the rotor ticking. Piano music from the radio. A gentle light pitched humming from the fans switch.

I just thought of a way I can enjoy coffee, which is bad for my stomach, esophagus, and nerves, but still enjoy the taste. Don't swallow, spit! Why didn't I think of that before? And I already forty four!

There are two different things I've been diagnosed with. One is irritated bowel syndrome. In Sweden, they're still calling it dyspepsia.

Another thing is gastric reflux. Is that part of dyspepsia? Just now, I was reminded of things to avoid in order to ameliorate the condition.


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