12 October 2008

Breakfast: Aunt Jemima pancakes and sausage and a can of DP (also a couple of cups of coffee)

Snack: A small piece of the peanut butter samwhich I am going to have for lunch...

Lunch: Remains of that peanut butter samwhich, 1.5 oz bag of Cheeze-Its and a can of DP.

Snack: Some of those little powder donuts and a can of DP.

Dinner: Homemade speghetti sauce of

• 1.24 pounds of 85/15 hamberger,
• 3 cans of tomatoe sauce,
• a small amount of onion,
• three teaspoon of Splenda "brown sugar",
• about a quarter to a half cup of red whine wine and some "Italian Seasoning.

I had a Foster's oil can (Aussie beer) and a "small" gin-n-tonic for "desert".

Drinking that much beer and gin-n-tonic was a big mistake!

About an hour after going to bed, I started burping up stomach juices. I'd swallow them and go back to sleep. Then, I woke up realizing that I had stomach juices coming out of my left nostril. I must have been really asleep to sleep through this. (Thank God I never sleep on my back or I could have chocked on these juices like Jim Morrison did! Howver, I was sobor and the legend what that he wasn't...)

Well, enuf is enuf so I went into the main bedroom bathroom and sternly told my stomach "Time to barf if you want to!" Naturally nothing happened so I stuck my finger down my throat several times (6?) and that brought up enuf stomach juices that I was able to feel comfortable in going back to bed.

First, I had to wath my hands so I left this bathroom and went to the hall bathroom and found my wife getting ready to come to bed. Conversation:

Her:"Are you OK?"

Me: "I am now..."

Her: "Were you vomiting?"

Me: "Errr, sort of..."

Her: What do you mean, sort of? You either were or you weren't!"

Me: "Yeah, I was..."

Her: "I thought so; don't try to hide this from me."

Me: "Yes, dear..."

It all came down to my stomach not emptying worth a damn and that I can not consume too many liquids before going to bed. Or course, I can't eat too much grease before going to bed. So, it is a toss up
as to which (if either) is the causative factor in my barfing withing two hours of going to bed. Fortunately, this typically only happens once a month or so. I won't let myself consider the times it comes in clusters of a couple or three nights in a roll...