Yup.

First of all, the water level in the Sea Monkeys tank was falling (as it always does, due to evaporation) so I added some more spring water (as I always do, as per the instructions that came with the tank) and all the peewees died.

So sad.  So disappointing.

Then I had an attack of gastritis.  It doesn't sound that bad, does it?  Like, just a fancy word for a tummy ache.  But oh, it is so much more.  It lasts for days.  I ran a fever.  My stomach blimped out like the Hindenburg and refused to digest anything without hours of drama.  The pain wrapped around into my back, and into my soul.  INTO MY SOUL, I TELL YOU.

The last time I had gastritis was when I was still taking NSAIDs (ibuprofen/Advil, Tylenol/acetaminophen, and their friends).  I recognize the distinct, nauseating symptoms.  This time I blame Palafer, my iron supplement.  It's a known major irritant to the g.i. tract.  I was tolerating it well for a couple of years, but recently it's been getting dicey.  The same way that the NSAIDs stopped agreeing with me, gradually.  I'd get some tummy trouble, stop the iron until I felt better, start the iron again, feel bad again after a few days, etc.  And then pow!

Gastritis can be serious.  You can actually get bleeding holes burned into the lining of your stomach.  Which would be ironic, considering that that would defeat the purpose of taking iron in the first place.  Hey, did you see that?  IRONIC!  Because Palafer is iron!  That must be how the term "irony" developed in the first place.