Hiccups
Dave is experiencing some different reactions to chemo this round, mainly in the form of strong, persistent hiccups. While in the past he has had some reflux/hiccup action, this time it is different. I’m talking big, long bouts of hiccups — the kind that sound like they hurt. The kind that keep a poor guy up all night.
I’m not sure if this is related to the new delivery system of the anti-nausea drugs or just an odd coincidence. Regardless, it proves that cancer tries to mess with you anyway it can, even when it is on its way out. If I had more time, I’d liken it to the desperation tactics of a bully. But knowing I need to get the kids up for school, I’ll let you draft that comparison paragraph. You get the picture, right? 
I’m not sure if any homeopathic or homemade pathetic tricks will get these seismic spasms to cease, but I’ll entertain any suggestions all the same. We have Prilosec in the medicinal rotation but for all I know, it’s just dryer lint in a gelatin capsule. (grumble grumble grumble) ~ Jacqui
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