Acid reflux-y kind of day

 I have had acid reflux for almost 20 years.  It wouldn't surprise me if I had an ulcer or what type of hernia is that?  Hiatel?  Ugh.  For years I took Zantac everyday.  I know.  Bad!  Very bad!  I was told to do a 14 day thing of taking Nexium and I got to admit, it hasn't been as bad.  I had an endoscopy in 2005 and I don't remember what I had, irritation?  Inflammation?  I was prescribed one thing by my doctor at the time and then I was told that insurance wouldn't accept it.  The stuff I got didn't really work and then the doctor I saw didn't really seem to be so easy to get an appointment so I switched but it was never really an issue until I got asked about it and considering what I went through, there was a suggestion to switch.  It's been a lot better, but I think about all the years I took it and think, is that what happened?  Is that what caused me to get cancer?  Lots of questions at 3:30 in the morning.

I got my water so I'm good.  I also sleep with a ton of pillows to prop me up at night.  Part of it is for my neck too but if I have less than 3 pillows propping me up for sleep, I'm just lost.  Not a diva.  Just trying to be proactive about a couple of health things.

I watched American Fiction today on Amazon Prime.  Good movie.  I love a good story and it was different.  Good actors.  I liked Sterling K. Brown's acting the best.  I'm not so sure about the ending. It's vague and I think I get it, but some people might be ticked off by it.  I started to watch the Emma Stone movie one day and I wasn't really paying attention.  It was morning and I was getting ready for my day and I walked into my room and Emma Stone is moaning.  And appears to have her hands downstairs.  I thought is that I think it is?  And then her hand reached out to a maid's downstairs and I thought Ok!  We're done!  She won an Oscar for that?  What am I missing?  

I think the monster and his girlfriend went away. I hope they run away.  I'd be ok with that.

I watched a Bravo show called The Valley. I thought these couples are stupid.  This keeping up with the Joneses stuff is ridiculous.  Someone doesn't get invited to an event and then someone's feelings are hurt, blah, blah.  Yes, I watched it.  Yes, I was amused by it.  Yes, I'm glad that's not my life.  

I would obviously like more friends in my life but not those friends where everything is a competition.  A small group that watches out for each other and has the other's back.  Not a knife in the back, but more supportive.

And not doing weird things on Facebook.  Social media makes people weird.  I'm so glad I never had this growing up. 

This weather has been weird today.  Glad I got my walk in and I finished listening to Jen Psaki's book.  She was such a breath of fresh air after Kaylie Mc-A-Ninny.  I'm not sure what her name was, but she was a liar like the other press secretaries the Orange Goon had.  He spouts off his lies like people wonder how he gets his pants on everyone.  With a crane.  

Here's hoping for a nice morning to get out tomorrow and listen to George Stephanapolous' book.  Forgive me if my spelling was bad with his last name.  It's the guy on ABC news.    

Let it be a good day for the good humans tomorrow.   

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