When I got sick of water, I switched to water spiked with a splash of fruit juice. OJ, AJ, even some lime would make it just go down that much easier. I also kept large refillable rubbermaid-type containers in the fridge that J would stock each morning. I couldn't keep track of how much I needed to drink, but I knew I had to go through at least three of them by dinnertime. I should have floated away, drinking that much.