Second Thought

So, I just almost got the Heimlich from my brother.  We just started dinner and on my first bite I started choking.  It was a small piece of a plain veggie burger, but somehow it went down wrong.  Coughing and coughing, he wanted me to tell him if I was choking, but I was too busy choking.  He said "You're turning BLUE!"  I got up and ran to the bathroom to cough/vomit it up.  My throat is still hoarse from it.

Todd says I needed to communicate that I was choking better.  You know, the hands to my throat motion.  I counter with I was too busy choking to figure out signals.  Simply, I think I scared him.  I scared me too.

What's interesting is that this happened while I was eating at my parents' house.  I've been sensitive to a single person choking alone for years.  Somehow, I don't think Peanut nor Pickle would be much help in a repeat situation.

In a second people.  In a second.

Calling Long Distance

I'm at physical therapy late this afternoon and the assistant is a girl I haven't worked with before.  We're talking about how this is her last day; she's going on a long trip first to San Diego then Hawaii with her Mom, followed by Ireland and Spain with a friend and cousin.  While in Ireland she's meeting up with a "friend" and she's really excited.  I ask how she met this friend and she gets shy and giggly. 

PTA  -  "You're gonna think it's sooooooo weird.  We met on Call of Duty."  She scrunches up her nose and eyes just waiting for my judgment.

Me -  "No, that's not so weird.  People have met in much stranger ways."

She rushes to get her phone so she can show me his picture.  She is gushing by now.  Tells me how they talk everyday and that they met another time a year ago.

Me - "All you hafta do now is make sure he knows it isn't a Call of Booty."

In between the spurts of laughter she exclaims "Why am I JUST meeting you NOW?"