I had to take Losec twice a day (once with breakfast and once with dinner), although I don't remember the dosage. Shit worked miracles. I used to wake up in the middle of the night with searing pain. It was even worse when they couldn't give me anything because I was going to get a test done the next day, and I wasn't allowed to eat anything 12 hours beforehand. Which, apparently, included antacids. Motherfuckers.
I spent most of that night pacing my room and cursing, and having the guys on the monitors constantly coming in to make sure I was okay. And I realized just now that this is probably the weirdest post for you guys to read, because it only makes sense if you know where I was at 16.
