(no subject)

I had an interesting experience when I first woke up--

I tried to gulp down some iced tea because I was feeling parched, but about two seconds after I started gulping, an intense pain suddenly blossomed in my mid-torso. I doubled over in surprise and all of the iced tea I had just tried to drink just kind of rolled back out of my mouth. I could be completely wrong, but my guess is that the lower esophageal sphincter failed to open, effectively trapping all of the liquid in my esophagus [rather than allowing it to enter my stomach]. The first gulp or two caused no pain because the pressure was minimal, but as more liquid filled the esophagus and the gravitational pressure exerted on the lower portion of the pocket of liquid increased, the walls of the esophagus were suddenly placed under significantly more pressure than normal. This increase in pressure- as though a balloon were being inflated in my esophagus- caused sudden sharp pain, and when I doubled over, as the liquid was simply sitting in my esophagus, nothing prevented it from flowing right back out through my mouth.

All in all, quite an interesting way in which to wake up. I'm able to drink things normally now, and all of the pain has subsided over the past twenty minutes or so, so I guess I'm not going to, y'know, die or anything, but I think I might have to issue a demerit to my upper digestive system.

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I'm still sick; no magical "everything clearing up overnight" happenings.

(no subject)

hmm.

I've never knowingly experienced heartburn; I wonder whether that's what I'm dealing with?.. Ever since my episode with the iced tea this morning, I've been having periodic pain in the same upper-digestive-spot that was hurt this morning. I can't seem to pin down a specific cause of the recurrences of pain; sometimes they happen when I swallow something, but not always, and often, they occur when I'm just sitting around or walking somewhere or whatever. I hope that a night's rest will heal it.

also, "aqualung" has just about the best harmonic motion ever during its first minute or so.

also,

"Pox! Pox!" the soprano yells shrilly.
"A pox on me," the bass jovially agrees.
"Oh?" the tenor says, confused[, just as one expects tenors to be^OSNAP].
it's all in the [bach]. rly rly.

WHO SAYS MUSIC FROM BEFORE 1750 ISN'T COOL. c.c