How Do I Feel?
Burp. Oh, no! A symptom!
Damn, there's that funny tummy feeling...
Okay, I wonder how I'd feel if I ate this?
So how did today go? Floating brain, floating brain. I only had eight sticks today, a vicious cut from my usual pack-a-day addiction. (I can't do what my father did. He quit cold turkey.) I didn't take coffee at all, save for a few minutes ago--just half a cup. I slowed down my eating pace, and paid careful attention to my portion sizes.
Right now, I'm cold-sweating like anything, which I heartily welcome. And the lump in my throat isn't as bad as it used to be. Like last night, I will sleep with my head raised--don't want the stomach acids playing around the esophagus. And I will drink my expensive meds.
I should go back to the gym. It's been a few months since the last workout.
Yes, it's all about health and, as me and Gwyn would say, para sa kagandahan ito.