That Groove

Remember how I just knew that something would come along and bury my NaBloPoMo groove? Indeed. I spent a night in a hospital waiting room chair (which crunched up my shoulder something fierce) only to learn that the person that I played ambulance for was not suffering from any immediately life-threatening conditions, but only a particularly uncomfortable case of indigestion. Thank goodness for that, of course. The staff all said that we had done the right thing, but had I known better, I could have just prescribed the Alka-Seltzer myself.

So yeah. A little scary. I guess that the moral of the story is to avoid spicy fried chicken sandwiches in general, and to not eat them with taco sauce in particular.

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4 thoughts on “That Groove”

  1. Yeah, I, too, won’t have a post-a-day, and I don’t have as good a reason as this. But good on you for taking your friend and being there. I’m not a fan of the spicy anymore. Once you hit forty, your stomach is not the same!

  2. WHAT? “Avoid spicy fried chicken sandwiches in general, and to not eat them with taco sauce in particular” I’m sorry but I think that’s unreasonable. That’s like saying one should avoid breathing air, sleeping, or Cool Ranch Doritos.

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