I Need Someone to Talk to
For some reason, I am haunted by an something that almost happened to me this past Black Friday. For those outside North America, that's the day after Thanksgiving, but I digress.
I was invited to an afternoon comedy/variety show at a dive bar.
They served Carne Asada (Google it) tortillas, etc.
I was watching the show and was chewing on a large piece. I though I had bitten through and swallowed. Little did I know that there was another large piece attached to it by a tiny sliver. It got stuck in my throat. I could still breathe, but I realized I couldn't swallow. I panicked for a second.
I saved my own butt but reaching in and grabbing the big chunk of meat and pulling it out. I swallowed the rest and breathed a big sigh of relief.
The lady next to me I'd started looking at me funny and realized I was in trouble, but I saved myself. I'm glad she was there since she was a nurse.
It bothers the hell out of me that I could have left my wife a widow all for a stupid "comedy show" that was an incoherent mess. On top of that, I have a little daughter and the second was on the way.
How horrible it would be to die of a freak accident in a crummy bar where hardly anyone knew me.
Chew your food carefully, kids.
I wish I could get that out of my head. It's bugging me even more than it did when it happened. I thank god for being alive.
I was invited to an afternoon comedy/variety show at a dive bar.
They served Carne Asada (Google it) tortillas, etc.
I was watching the show and was chewing on a large piece. I though I had bitten through and swallowed. Little did I know that there was another large piece attached to it by a tiny sliver. It got stuck in my throat. I could still breathe, but I realized I couldn't swallow. I panicked for a second.
I saved my own butt but reaching in and grabbing the big chunk of meat and pulling it out. I swallowed the rest and breathed a big sigh of relief.
The lady next to me I'd started looking at me funny and realized I was in trouble, but I saved myself. I'm glad she was there since she was a nurse.
It bothers the hell out of me that I could have left my wife a widow all for a stupid "comedy show" that was an incoherent mess. On top of that, I have a little daughter and the second was on the way.
How horrible it would be to die of a freak accident in a crummy bar where hardly anyone knew me.
Chew your food carefully, kids.
I wish I could get that out of my head. It's bugging me even more than it did when it happened. I thank god for being alive.