He's Going to Kill Me or Let Me Die!

Oh Gosh I feel horrible even writing that title.  I know my husband if he could read English would NOT want to read this post.  Why? He feels awful about it.

Lastnight my Acid Reflux kicked in and kicked my butt.  There I was laying next to the wall and under the mosquito netting (Common in this country... well I think it is but I've been told the things I think are "common" are because I hang out with the wrong class of Dominicans.. oh well.. I like my classy Dominican friends.. hahah) Anyway.. All of a sudden the pain woke me up.  Anyone who knows me, KNOWS that I am tough to wake up!  I felt the pain of the acid coming all the way up my throat, and then I jumped up like a crazy, and started to pound on my husband to move so I can get out, he jumped up like any man would do, and began to put me in a hold saying.. "Calm down, Calm down, my queen." Uhmm.. WHAT?!??! I can't talk, I'm now screaming.. Uuuuhhhhh uhhhhhhh... I'm putting my weight into it, and this is when I realize my husband has some strength on him. 

I finally get my head out, and the acid pours onto the ground.  Yellow acid.. It was so gross.. I realize then its in my lungs and I feel I can't breathe.. the pain is unbearable and I jump up and go running for my glass of vinegar.





My husband is frantic and trying to help me.  I grab the gallon of vinegar and start pouring my glass as if I'm drinking the best martini ever.. Down the hatch it goes as I struggle to drink more and more.


I have no idea WHY vinegar works, but it does.  It takes the pain away like 90% and then I have to cough out whats in my lungs for a long while.  If I don't I'm left with a horse voice, and a bad cough for days.

My husband while I'm drinking my vinegar cocktail proceeds to tell me.. I'm taking you to the hospital, I'm like NO! Just let me drink, please stop talking to me!! I'm screaming in pain.  Then I hear him waking up my older daughter.  Lidia, come help me he says.  My sweetie comes out and is like whats the matter? He's like mom is real bad..

He later told me he woke her up in case they lost me through the night (Over acid reflux?!?! Really?) the kids would KNOW he didn't kill me (on purpose) ahhahahahaha...

My husband is so afraid to lose me.  He thinks that he just got me and he's afraid that God will take me away too.  He lost his father so young, so he knows that life is so fragile. 

Anyway, today I tell my sister in-law, so did your brother tell you he tried to kill me.  He put his head down and said.  OMG, please my love, this is an awful story.  She's like tell me, tell me.  He said I can't even THINK about re-hearing what I lived through last night.  Now it's like HE went through all the pain..

On the way home I said that to him.  Hun, you act like YOU went through all that pain.  He said.. "I did!!!"  He said "You don't realize that when you hurt, I hurt 50 times worse, I love you." What a mush!  I love him too!!!