Weird topic. I know. I was looking through my draft posts and this is a left-over from my February "love" posts that I never finished writing about.
I've been experiencing heartburn for a couple of weeks now. It's happening during the day and sometimes when I am sleeping it wakes me up. I'm seeing the doctor about it ... it's that bad.
Yesterday, I had a horrible thought. Maybe I should try giving up caffeine. Just the thought of that kept me up all night. (giggles) When I even suggested it, Gene said, "you don't have to give up coffee. Try Prilosec." He's a fellow coffee lover and my favorite enabler. Yeah, giving up coffee is a pretty drastic measure, for sure. Banish the thought.
Oops, this post is about buttermilk. I do love buttermilk and chips. You take your chip and dip it in buttermilk and it's a wonderful thing. I love all kinds of weird combinations of food. But I'm afraid my body is turning on me. Even oatmeal is giving me heartburn. What the heck?
I swear, if my doctor utters those words you hate to hear doctors say, "well, at your age ...", I'm going to buy a red hat. I have a great doctor. I say that because I haven't had a real doctor that I could actually put a name to when asked "who is your doctor" since my early days when my son was little. I just don't go very often so I haven't really had one. But since we moved to Tri-Cities, we have found the medical community to be really good here. It's nice to have one doctor who is building a medical history now that I'm getting older.
My doctor's office actually schedules 30 minutes for a visit. Can you believe that? And, my doctor actually looks me in the eye when I'm talking and he gives me feedback. The last time I was there, he said my cholesterol is too high. I begged him not to put me on meds for it and he gave me six months to get the numbers down. I don't think it's going to be good news when I get my blood work done.
Now with this heartburn thing ... I may have to own my own pill box. And give up buttermilk & chips. Just don't call me old. Just don't make me wear a red hat. And, please don't ask me to give up coffee.