got me where it hurts

Indigestion was the culprit.

If his writings wrote of reality, then Dante's third circle of hell would have a place reserved just for me.

My sins of eating too richly and greedily have caught up with me.

Following a night of EXCESSIVELY spicy food came a week of pain. For what seemed like an eternity, a pain in my upper abdomen would not go away. Every time I swallowed some food, my gut would hurt and then the pain would subside.

I toughed it out for a few days, but finally decided to go see a doctor about this. Besides, WebMD can only diagnose you but so much. Before I decided to go, I literally was terrified to eat. Dear reader, if you know me personally, then you know that for me to NOT eat is a hell in itself.

So, I went. The good doctor thought it might be gallstones, but needed some tests done to be sure.  Run 'em, I said. Better to be 100 percent sure than wondering about it forever.

On about the 6th day the pain stopped all of a sudden. Question mark? Do gallstones disappear like that? Around the time the pain went away the results came back. Everything was normal. Hallelujah?!?

At that point I could not for the life of me why it was normal. After some conversations with some folks later, we decided that it was REALLY bad indigestion.

Dear God,

Thank You for reminding me to be mindful of my gluttony and how you use these health scares to scare me straight. Thanks.

Grateful,
this repenting glutton

p.s. Blazin' flavored hot sauce, nevermore!