God must have a Sense of Humor in Adventures of New baby and family

  • Aug. 6, 2016, 10:01 p.m.
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As I went to the store to buy the feminine monthly products I thought back to last year and have told this story to one of my friends. Not having a job as I quit since it was horrible to be there, money was tight. I had enough to get by but not having a job and not knowing when a full time one would come up left me a bit irritable. I remember thinking it was almost that time and would be having to get more. God, that one more expense I don’t need right now, I thought to myself. So I waited to get those products.......guess what? I didn’t need them for 9 months. If I thought they were expensive, last laugh is on me. Babies....way more expensive than that stuff. Okay those products. NO problem.

This fricken heartburn is getting worse. I can’t take it anymore. I really need to see the doctor probably a specialist and see what to do.. Its now going up my throat and causing problems. I’m coughing all the time, throat hurts. I haven’t been as the last GI doctor was horrible and have refused since. I felt like I wasted her time. Its probably been close to 10 yrs now I have been scoped twice now. the last was with a GI I didn’t like before then and really didn’t like after. I felt like I was hassling people to take me, watch my child and get me after. I think I was newly widowed then. My parents hate watching there grandkids. After the procedure the doctor told them and me I only had dyspepsia. I looked at my mother whom was a nurse. Is she telling me a have an upset stomach, that’s all? At the time I was taking Nexium and Zantac 300mg. Later I went to the office and the nurse said it was gastritis. Never did a follow up appointment (can’t remember why I was in the office but it wasn’t to see her) or recommended anything else. I have completely refused to go to another GI doctor. Till maybe now I’ve had pains and such but this with it in my throat is getting annoying fast.


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