I have had a dry cough for a couple of months.  No other symptoms.  Saturday it got worse and I has become worrying to Chuck.  Saturday evening, at work, it finally occurred to me that I have had this before.  A time when someone’s cologne set off a coughing fit.  It’s acid reflux irritating my larynx.

I always take my stress out on my stomach, even when my head doesn’t feel stressed yet.  And between fretting about my offspring, the pandemic in general,  my mother and my child during the pandemic, coworkers troubles because of the pandemic and an unasked for promotion at work…. DUH.  Hello stomach acid.

Fortunately, during the last go-round, I learned that I can treat it with dried papaya. Which I keep around.  It’s miraculous how quickly it works for me.

Add to that a gallbladder that has decided to develop stones and I’m just in a mood.  The stones aren’t horrific.  But, a constant ache of varying degrees below my right rib cage has become unpleasant enough that I intend to have the damn thing removed in July.

And a crown has cracked causing a toothache that is going to be addressed tomorrow.

2020 sucks.