Ok, I figured you'd like the picture of this album much more than the other acid reflux pictures.
Btw, I have no idea who this band is.
Sorry, I've been kinda MIA, hit or miss lately. I haven't been feeling well. I don't like to be a chronic complainer about things. At least the radiologist was cool. He was probably around my age, and while he was no McSteamy and had a buzz cut unlike McDreamy, he was kinda of a George. He was nice, funny, and made the test go by faster. That was nice. Not to mention, he actually went over my x-rays with me afterwards. He didn't just send me on my merry way and let the doctor call me with the results. It was cool looking at that stuff. However, that did not make up for the crap that he made me drink. Seriously, if you ever have an upper GI done, I'm just gonna tell you it's not Fiji water, a Starbucks Latte, or a Chick-Fil-A strawberry milkshake for that matter. They trick you. You drink water with a fizzy (kinda like alka-seltzer) in it first. Down the hatch just like you're taking a shot. Take a few x-rays. Then, oh here, Miss Belle, take a drink of this, hold it in your mouth for a second, and then swallow. Hmmm, looks kinda milkshakey; it could be tasty. IT'S NOT!!!!! Don't let them fool you telling you it's cherry flavored yumminess. You know what it REALLY taste likes?!?!?!?!!! It's tastes like these, but in a liquified form.
You know the chalky, Valentine's Day hearts that you always dreaded receiving. It's cherry flavored nastiness. Don't be fooled. You will want to regurgitate afterwards, trust me. I'm trying to use euphemisms versus being so graphic in case you haven't noticed. You're welcome. Seriously, afterwards, head straight to your nearest Panera Bread and have a spinach and artichoke baked egg souffle, and all with be right with the world;)
Hope y'all have a great weekend, and I'll be back full swing into the blogging world next week!