And, I don't get the little baby kind of hiccups. Mine are the brain rattling, 12 on the Richter Scale, belch into a megaphone, decalcify your spinal column, type of hiccups. They hurt, they last forever, and if I get them once in a day, they continue to come back, all day long.
My personal opinion on most hiccup cures is that your subconscious mind becomes so embarrassed by what you're doing, that it gives the command to cease and desist.
For instance, my wife and my son, swear by the "drink upside down, from the far side of the glass" method. I'm not always a stickler for reason, but this just seems like something some frat boy got one of his drunk buddies to do one time. Right before wrestling in a tub of Jell-o with a kangaroo.
I embarrass myself on a regular basis, and I'm trying to cut down. I see no purpose, and besides, I can't do it without pouring all the water up my nose. So, I'd like to try something that might allow me to retain a shred of dignity -- after becoming a father, I have so little left.
The one cure that I've found to work every time, is more hideous than it sounds. You eat a HEAPING tablespoon of straight sugar. It is not easy to eat that much sugar at one time -- and I have a sweet tooth (and the root canals to prove it).
I don't care what Mary Poppins says.
ps I suppose I flatter myself, that some of you may have tried to comment on this blog for a while yesterday, and were unable to. Blogger is introducing some new aspects to the comment forms. They say it's a great addition. And they're right, if you don't ever want another comment on any of your posts. I'm sure they'll work it out, but in the mean time, I've made a couple of adjustments, and I think you should be able to comment here now.
You know, if you wanted to.