Mo' Bettah

Through two weeks of eating very carefully, no coffee, no wine, no anything with tomatoes, and being vigilant about taking the Ranitidine (that would be Zantac) and keeping the head of the bed elevated.  Also: smaller meals overall. Gradually the heartburn has been abating. I realized that some of what was going on was simply reflux in an already irritated space (that would be my esophagus, yes), so giving the area some time to heal was good.

Today I had a cup of coffee. (O! coffee! how I have missed you).  And it was okay. I'm going to continue being careful, but it looks like I am not going to have to spend the rest of my life eating sawdust.  Which makes me happy, because there are only so many ways you can prepare sawdust, really.

Meanwhile, I think I may have seen a way out of my dilemma with the book. I have been retyping the whole thing (3700 words typed today! Fear me, little words!) and tweaking things, answering questions I'd left for myself, cutting and adding and kind of having fun, approaching the place where I now think I went off the rails.  And slowly I'm coming up with a plan to get back on the rails.

What happens after that, of course, is anyone's guess.