I've got an upset stomach AND a tiny piece of burnt chicken stuck in the old esophagus. This is the stupid Tortilla Chip all over again. Say hello to a few days of discomfort.
At least I don't got a bruised testicle again.
Oh Don't look at me like that. It's like my problems shifted from mental to physical in the weirdest ways possible. I've done everything, warm tea, carbonated drinks, jumping, standing and sitting straight. I can still eat and drink perfectly fine, but the stupid thing's like "HI, HOW ARE YA!?' And every now and then, likely the upset stomach, I gag. Ugh...
EDIT: I've awoken, It's either moved lower or scratched it's way down like a hooligan. Fun times.