MMMM Vitamin Barf

I've got an arsenal of vitamins and supplements in my

  SAD Sack-o-tools 

The ever so precious Vitamin D
B complex (mood adjuster)
An awesome multi-vitamin 
Fish oil (cause it's good for me, and you)
Milk Thistle (for the 'self medicating' days)
Glucosamine with MSM (this I try and take all year, that could explain the absence of joint issues)

This winter I'm trying something new. I added PGX to the mix to see if I can keep the carb and 'always hungries' away.  So yes, another experiment with 'the machine'  I'll fill you in in a post or two. (so far, so good!!)

3 of the first, 1 of the second, 2 of the third and forth, 2 Gluco and now 2 or 3 PGX (3x a day) and then a milk thistle or two if needed.
This morning - as I type this - I'm looking at 11 pills to be taken in the very near future.
And though I know they're good for me and they do wonders for my state of mind

I am always a little trepidatious.

There is always the chance of the dreaded Vitamin Burps and then every once in a while there is total vitamin revolt.

Vitamin Barf happens

Yesterday, there was Vitamin Barf - MMMMM awesome. So for those of you who have never experienced this, let me share.  Often with such a large selection of vitamins there will be a couple or three vitamin burps, a lovely kickback that smells and tastes like ick, but it's par for the course and seldom creates an issue.

Vitamin barf on the other hand drives me nuts. There's no rhyme or reason. I've systematically repeated conditions to see if I could MAKE it happen and nothing happens. Daily I ensure there is both water and absorbent(s) (aka food) in my belly. And I never take them in one big handful. In theory all systems should be go.

But holy shit - when they want to kick back, one has about 3 breaths to get to some form of receptacle.

First Breath "hmm something doesn't feel right in there"

Second Breath "just breathe deep, it will pass"

Third Breath "ruh-oh there's that 'mouth' feeling"

By now - I'm on the move

and out it comes. 

The crappiest part. Looking in the bowl and thinking, 'goddam, I have to take ALL those again'. *sigh* 

I do suppose there is good news, I've never had a case of the double barf....

(now see that: if it wasn't for the SAD sack-o-tools - that last sentence would not exist - there would only be the 'glass half empty version and the world would be ending)