I choked on a mouthful of broccoli raab during dinner. I was really choking. I couldn’t breath, and was trying to cough and couldn’t and had my hands at my throat, and Lisa was getting scared and Nathan was getting scared. As Lisa was picking up her phone to call 911, I managed to reach into my mouth and pull enough of the raab out that I choked up the rest.
- I could have died, just like that. You really never know.
- Yesterday, I tripled my life insurance policy
- While choking half of my mind was aware I might die, and I had to act, the other half was a little embarrassed and concerned with not wanting Lisa to worry
After I was pretty OK again, Nathan said “No ambulance? We should go play trucks!” And we did and it was awesome, I mean I was so glad to play trucks. The rest of the evening has been just normal. My throat muscles are a little sore, but otherwise it’s like nothing happened. I feel kind of lucky and happy.
And like I’m never eating broccoli raab again. Got that would have been such a yuppie way to die, choking to death on broccoli raaab.