I just think it's rather odd that a nation that prides itself on its virility should feel compelled to strap on forty pounds of protective gear just in order to play rugby.

Giles ,'Beneath You'


Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


libkitty - Jan 02, 2008 6:27:57 pm PST #575 of 10001
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

I go with ginger ale for most stomach ailments, but tend not to for this one.

Generally, the bubbles seem to combine and help things come out, but when this is this bad, it doesn't seem to work that way. Do what feels right to you, though.

If you go for ginger and want it flat, I would recommend trying ginger tea instead, so you don't get all that sugar, which can make the problem worse. Peppermint (tea or whatever) is also good. If you have a natural foods store near, you might try Pepogest. It's enterically coated mints and other herbs and works wonderfully well. Just be sure to take it with plenty of water.

Why, yes, this problem does seem to run in my family. Why do you ask?

Signed,
One of my cousins went to the emergency room because this was so bad she thought it was a heart attack

eta: I can't imagine why I didn't predict that this would be full of xposty goodness.


Trudy Booth - Jan 02, 2008 6:31:53 pm PST #576 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Last night I was WISHING it was a heart attack so I could go to the hospital. (Just in a fleeting way)

I was in agony and I"m thinking "what do I say to 911?"

Today when I called in sick I said it was a stomach virus. It COULD be a stomach virus... but it somehow seemed less embarassing than saying "if someone could stick a giant pin in me and let me fly around the room for a while I could come to work"

Ginger! I have some ginger!


DCJensen - Jan 02, 2008 6:50:52 pm PST #577 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

Guaranteed allergies: [link]

A Boy and his Frog. A tribute song by Tom Smith put to video clips from Kermit history.


Vortex - Jan 02, 2008 6:52:28 pm PST #578 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

How ridiculous am I. I'm updating the software on my desktop so that I can activate my iPhone while I post on my laptop, while I watch something that I've Tivoed, while my roomba cleans my kitchen floor. RIDICULOUS. and not necessarily in a good way.


libkitty - Jan 02, 2008 6:52:48 pm PST #579 of 10001
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

Oh, one more thing Trudy. If you can, moving around can be very helpful. Be gentle and kind to yourself in the process. Even walking around your apartment can be good.


Cashmere - Jan 02, 2008 6:56:49 pm PST #580 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

How ridiculous am I. I'm updating the software on my desktop so that I can activate my iPhone while I post on my laptop, while I watch something that I've Tivoed, while my roomba cleans my kitchen floor. RIDICULOUS. and not necessarily in a good way.

And tomorrow, you're taking your flying car to work!


Vortex - Jan 02, 2008 7:08:52 pm PST #581 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

ARGH!!! My technology has betrayed me. My desktop failed, so I said fuck it, I'll activate it on my laptop without the music. and . . . Apple says "we are not activating iPhones at this time" ARGH!!!!


beth b - Jan 02, 2008 7:10:42 pm PST #582 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

betrayed by technology! keep your eye on the roomba.

or maybe it is all laughing at you...


DCJensen - Jan 02, 2008 7:17:07 pm PST #583 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

She Blinded ME..With Science!


Daisy Jane - Jan 02, 2008 7:35:48 pm PST #584 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

What kind of a job do I want y'all? I'm glad I'm doing this now while I'm not miserable and can be picky-but I feel like I'm all, "No, too far away. Ick! Not a big corporate office! Man, I don't just want to file and answer phones all day. Isn't there an actual interesting industry who could use me?"

And, yes, my diamond shoes were too tight.