Not to worry, the only fire is in my stomach, which I have decided hates me. Every time the stupid doctors give me the "generic" for prevacid, my stomach has something equivalent to a prison riot. I am so glad I get to go back & beg for the real stuff yet again. The good thing is that I can now roast a marshmallow by belching!! (Just a metaphor of course!) Grin..........
Thursday, September 11, 2008
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I'm pretty sure we have the same stomach issues :) Anyone for a smore?!
Basically the only comment I can muster is an emphatic "GROSS"!
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