Never had heartburn before 20 weeks of pregnancy. Husband has history of heartburn and I'd feel bad when he ate late and seemed enormously uncomfortable and only attributed it to that nasty stomach acid that creeps up occasionally. Apparently true heartburn is much worse. It's a quite nasty little distraction that works into one's subconscience while dreadfully tired and nags until one provides Pepto Bismol.
Earlier, around 12:30 I had the nagging feeling I was not falling asleep and we had run out of Pepto Bismol so I poked husband until he woke to mumble stage and asked if Tums worked the same. I explained my symtems and got him to verbalize yes; he rolled over and appeared possibly ready to get up and save me, waiting, waiting, not so lucky so I launch myself out of bed to search for Tums and instead find another bottom of Pepto Bismol - yeah, back to sleep in 5 minutes.
At 2am I wake for regularly scheduled bathroom break #2 and realize heart burn is gone, praise PB!
At 4am I wake for RSBB #3 and as I wrestle myself back between the pile of pillows, feel the acid burn. Throat feels like it has a jalapeño stuck in it. Time for another PB. This time convince self to get up, eat Strawberry ice cream and obviously write a short blog. Swallow pill wrong, choke, get more ice cream. Buy sheets on Overstock.com, play 3 games of Spider Solitare while dog runs back and forth 14 times to check on husbands status. Going back to bed now.