I'm wasting my day away. I hate that. I went to the ear, nose and throat doctor this morning. I was pretty nervous. The doctor was young, and very nice. He looked over the results from my barium swallow test and upper g.i. He explained about the hiatal hernia. He put an instrument that looked like a piece of black spaghetti down my throat. It didn't hurt at all, much to my relief. He saw swelling exactly where I've been feeling it for almost 2 months, right by the hollow of my throat, and said it was caused by the acid reflux. He prescribed Prevacid, a pricey medication, and told me to come back in a month. I also made an appointment with the gastro doctor to get an endoscopy on the 19th. Hopefully that will be the end of the medical stuff and I'll just take pills. I'd be fine with that.

Back to my wasting the day. I went to Sam's Club to pick up my prescription. I wonder how much it would have cost elsewhere? With my insurance it cost $25 for a month's supply. I'll have to check mail-order, etc... if this is going to be a maintenance drug. Since I was at Sam's, with nothing pressing to do, I strolled the isles. I bought a small safe, something I've been meaning to do for a while. I bought this and that. You can always find things you never knew you wanted, unfortunately. I came home, and ate. And did this and that. And now it's almost 2:00 and I have to leave for Emily's game in an hour. What a day.

I was reading Josie's post today, and it got me thinking. What do you think happens to your soul when you die? Well, I read a book a while ago, young adult fiction, actually, and it's really stayed with me. It's a book about life after death, and if this could be the way it is, I think it would be wonderful. Here's a blurb about the book, Elsewhere. The book is an easy read, and really uplifting.

Time for the game. Later...