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Oh that nasty elixir! Pigdump has been living a good life for the past few months. It's been almost 6 months since we decided to stay away from the juice of the grain, the sweet barley brew, the most beloved Scotch whisky. Not forever, just until a little reflux problem can be dealt with. As a matter of fact, citrus fruits are right out of the picture too, because believe you me, you don't want to go around every day feeling like you've got a little mess of barf in your throat. Ew, was that too graphic? Sorry, but I gotta tell you, that's what life with a hiatus hernia is like if you drink the strong spirits and eat the oranges and tomatoes...
But I digress.
The ironic thing about living the good life is that my immune system has gone to hell. I never used to get sick (make no mistake, there's nothing like a wee dram to stave off the cold and flu!) So last week when my throat got scratchy and my head filled with mucous (I've never blown so much snot out of my nose before.... where does it all come from and when does it go away?) I was at a loss. I couldn't get the vitamin C from fruits, and the medicinal nip wasn't an option.
I discovered NyQuil. What a find! A little cup of this sweet elixir from Vicks (no, I'm not getting paid to say this) before bed and it's b'bye. Oh sure, it doesn't taste as good as the children's Benylin I used to have as a kid -- boy oh boy did that taste great, until they took the sugar out and used that awful, awful, I dunno what it's called but YECH! -- but the faint cherry flavour was good enough for me and my exploding head. I slept. My fever went down. The post nasal drip didn't keep me up. One day I slept 18 hours! Imagine!
Anyway, that's my story. In this era of Pigdump prohibition, I know my weak little soul will be saved by the mighty juice of the gods, NyQuil. I love NyQuil.
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