I'm not sure what is happening but I cannot decide if I am annoyed by it, grateful for it or just not ready to let go. Last weekend I did not want to drink. Highly unusual. I tried to have a drink while I was cleaning house and I suddenly got the 'blech' from it and tossed it. I resorted to coffee. Then on Sunday evening around 7 my daughter came home and I was so happy about it, I ran upstairs and grabbed a seltzer and began to drink it. I went to the grocery store and came