Was running late for work one day and made a roast beef sandwich to wolf down while getting dressed and tying up my boots. Took a big hurried bite and swallowed before it was chewed up. Hunk of beef got wedged in my throat. I coughed which caused me to lose air but it was still lodged. Was in serious shape. Vision was starting to pixelate, figured I had one shot. Threw myself against the kitchen counter, kind of like a self-heimlich maneuver. Luckily it worked. Just layed on the kitchen floor for a few minutes. That day at work, nothing bothered me, was just damn glad to be alive. Throat hurt for 2 days, my solar plexus hurt for a week.
PTL. People should tell their kids and grandkids of what you did. A chair or couch back can save a life.
I did that to and old lady at lunch one day in the clinic. I squeezed her hard twice and she was turning blue. I said to myself, well, ill break ribs this time. I jerked like hell and heard some minor popping but a bolus of damp bread came up.
Ha. No broken ribs either.
