I am struggling with a violent acid reflux attack tonight. Awakened from sleep by this horrific beast, I know the only thing to do is to hang on for dear life and wait for the calm. Once the attack has subsided I am afraid to go back to bed. You see, gravity is my friend during these hurricanes. My small body weakens afterwards and I have no choice but to forge on for some form of sleep as I must pick up life's daily routine the next morning. As they say, no rest for the weary.