Desperate Times Call for Desperate Measures

Today was one of those days that I was plagued with extreme acid reflux. I'm talking about the kind I used to have back in high school when I was under a lot of stress... the kind that hurts all the way through my back. Yeah, that's right. Ever had heartburn in your back as well as your chest? It's the most painful thing ever. You feel like you can't breathe and like you need to crawl into the fetal position and just die.

I'm not exaggerating.

Today was one of those days. After eating a very salty can of Progresso Vegetable soup, I was attacked. I love this soup, even though it's horribly processed. Today it tasted even saltier than usual (which is probably why I've eaten about 15 mini snickers and twix in the last few minutes). I had about 20 minutes of comfort and "aaahhh, I feel good" after eating the soup... then it crept up on me like a ninja and attacked full force. And guess what... I had no tums... and neither did my pregnant co-worker. HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN?!

I frantically searched my purse high and low... I found an empty Rolaids tube, and in the bottom, wedged very tightly, was a chewable Pepcid Complete from my TTC days. Pepcid Complete is not cleared for pregnancy, but just one pill is magical and works wonders. I was desperate. I tried shaking the pill out... it wouldn't budge. I had to have this pill. I finally stuck a pair of scissors down in the tube and crushed the Pepcid to tiny pieces... mostly powder... I poured it into my hand and licked it clean. Within minutes, my heartburn died.

I win.

Now I need to remember to keep a bottle of Tums on my desk at work so this doesn't happen again... because I know it will.