A rude awakening

I was just lying there, woozing in and out, hoping for one of those warm, snuggly, almost perfect go back to sleep experiences. We had our first frost warning last night and I had even dealt with the plants. I didn't bring them all in as we are supposed to be in the mid-70's by the end of the week - just gathered them together on the deck under a cover. I coughed a little a couple of times and all of a sudden I had this rush of pain right up into my mouth. It was stomach acid. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I knew we had something in there for acid relief and I found two bottles of Mylanta under the bathroom sink. I grabbed one and drank, forgetting to shake, shake, shake. Uck. So I shook, shook, shook and drank again. Read the instructions and drank some more. How much is enough? I was in shock. That has only happened once or twice in my memory but it is once or twice too much. I lay down again - actually sort of sat up - trying to figure out what had caused that. Several things went through my mind - the two Celebrex I take every day for my "joint pain", the wine I had two days ago, the dinner I ate last night (green beans, sliced tomatoes, brisket and mushrooms, and baked sweet potatoes). Finally I decided I knew what I had done. It was the tomato sandwich I ate right before I went to bed. Who knew?

The rest of the time in bed was spent trying to decide if I was going to get up by 9:00 to go across the street to the Senior Center to get my flu shot. I finally must have slipped back into that warm spot I had yearned for earlier and woke up at 10:57. Of course it was too late for the flu shot since that ended at 11:00. I don't know what my problem is except that I considered that I am having some anxiety about a book discussion group I am leading, am going to go to Disaster Mental Health training with the Red Cross soon, and it is heading towards winter. My inclination is to just shelve all my good intentions and hibernate. So, it's still the retirement blues I think. There was something to be said about others making all the decisions. I'll call my doctor's office and schedule an appointment. I need to go anyway.