Friday I stressed to the gynae that the heartburn and reflux weren’t funny any more!

Sheesh, I was becoming scared to eat, though I’d have reflux even on an empty stomach in any case. I was starting to think it’s only a matter of time before this pregnant dragon spits out a fireball that sets the whole bed/house/office building on fire..

So the doc grabbed his prescription pad and wrote a prescription for Cimetidine.. Ah, bliss!

It’s not as effective as the Losec I take when I’m not pregnant, but still much, much better than using only (litres and litres of) Gaviscon. It’s such a relief to no longer worry that my stomach is going to burn a hole right through me.

And DH instantly pointed out that this is going to work out much cheaper than my current Gaviscon regime..