My doctor has me on a medicine that makes me nauseas and gives me acid reflux. I’m counting the days until the prescription is done, but without fail, when the acid reflux comes on, I thik back to the seventies and eighties and the jingle that went “plop, plop, plop, fizz, fizz, oh what a... Continue Reading →
Why didn’t anyone tell me?
I’m a mess. My days are numbered. They’re ticking off in front of me. If that weren’t enough, I've learned that I’ve been wronged. At least according to the guy on TV who claims that “people with a lawyer always get more,” I'm missing out on what's rightfully mine. Who knew? A few weeks ago,... Continue Reading →
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