Hiatal Hernia attack

I thought my life was going good, until DUN DUN DUN DA. I was struck by a hiatal hernia attack while driving, had to pull over and try to push it back down, while in so much pain, that sweat was dripping off my face. Not a pretty site. For those of you whom have no idea what that is, it is when the stomach protrudes up through the diaphragm and into your chest. Yes, GROSS and PAINFUL..

I made it home, and had lay on the floor, while doing a breathing technic and push the sucker back down. It takes (as Suzanne would say) the snot out of you the rest of the day. I remember my first attack about 15 years ago, I took myself to the emergency room, thinking I was dying. It starts with tingling pain in your lower jaw, really strange stuff. Last time I had it, was before Bowie was even a thought. They are triggered by stress, drinking and other partying. the only one I can come up with is stress. I have become very, let's say simple theses days.  I am thinking about all of the things I need for my home, like a new bed for me, a big boy bed for Bowie, the dumb vacuum thing, and needs pots and pans. I am sure money is on the brain.

Have not heard from some of you lately, hope you are all good. And NO Herman has not found the computer thing to download my pictures, but will do that the moment we find it.