Post by: Christy Mobley The other night I dreamt the house was on fire. I sat straight up in the bed and like a blind person groping for a fire extinguisher my hand fumbled about the bedside table knocking stuff over until… Ahhh, I found it! Gaviscon. One swig of the cool-minty-green liquid and the fire was out. At least for the moment. If you haven’t already guessed, yeah I have that insidious, nasty acid reflux! The term even sounds caustic. Acid. Reeee-flux. This condition has Continue Reading