Wrong -- or at least my body didn't get that memo. Because I've developed a marvelous case of reflux (thanks, Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs!) and one of the things that seems to trigger mine the most is carbonation.
This sucks.
I've gone from an-amount-that-shall-not-be-confessed, to 4 per day, to 2 per day, and yesterday I had only one. I'm toying with allowing myself to stay at that number but I'll admit that there's now part of me that says to just dump it entirely.
On the plus side, my water intake (already in excess of 64 oz./ day) has skyrocketed. At this point I'm so well-hydrated I could survive a drought.
Oh well. I'll figure it out. Probably over a nice, steaming hot cup of coffee. Because you will pry my caffeine out of my cold...
Nevermind. I don't want to jinx myself.
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Oh, I feel for you. I love my dt. dr. pepper. Love.
Dude, those peanut butter nightmares have caused me reflux to no end. I even gave myself a double dose of burn because I am addicted to the Super Nova mountain dew which made it like 10 times worse.
Thank you for the sympathies, ladies. And Ninja, thanks for the heads up! I'd had no idea they caused that, but holy cow I did myself in on Easter.
"Moderation" didn't happen. I did it to myself, but good grief!
It's hard to do, but possible! :) I stopped 10 years ago after an eight a day habbit. :)
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