Tummy Trouble

On Sunday I went to my uncle Jack's house for dinner--Aunt Carolyn made chili. Before we ate my stomach was happy, serene, peaceful--normal. Ever since then, it's been anything but. And I'm not sure there's a direct correlation. But 2 days of upper GI burning has me thinking that it's probably time to get a professional opinion on this one. I've exhausted the Pepcid, the Tums, the ibuprofen, the Tylenol, the Pepto-Bismol, the M.O.M. (Milk of Magnesia). All to no avail. I hate going to the doctor, not because it's scary or daunting, but because it's an inconvenience! That's probably a lousy thing to say...most of the world couldn't afford to get to a real doctor. Add guilt to burning sensations...