The new meds have kicked in. I knew it wasn't the heart, mainly because I could feel the pain all up and down my esophogus and its burning all along the "trail"

I still feel buring, but nothing compared to what I felt this morning. Hubby made me lunch this afternoon -- yup, you guessed it: leftover fries and Chicken fingers. Think I'm going to touch them? Its making me sick to THINK about it. His answer to me when I told him that I don't want them because of heartburn? I quote, "your heartburn wouldn't be so bad if you ate something."