Heimlich

Last night after coming home from my job, which was in the top 3 worst jobs ever, I had sat down to eat some dinner, watch Grey's and poured me a glass of milk so I could have a Pepperidge Farm milk chocolate macadamia nut cookie to treat myself for such torture I went through. I took a bite after dunking it in the cold milk and then had another this time without the milk, that's when it happened, the nut got stuck in my throat. I jumped off the sofa trying to breathe and instantly had my head down hoping it would get unstuck. I ran into the wall with my head, then ran myself into my bar-high stool. The first time hurt bad enough, but I knew I had to do it again. I ran myself again into the bar stool thinking the whole time, help me someone. That nut flew out as I rammed myself once again. I fell to my knees in complete exhaustion and then immediately started to cry. My chest hurt, my knee hurt and the top of my head was bleeding. I didn't know whether I had a concussion or not. I called Jody, "I ALMOST DIED," and then tried to explain the rest as I'm sobbing. Needless to say I packed up the boys at 9:30 and headed out to stay the night. I did not want to be alone. Well, this morning, my body aches. My head is crusted with blood spots, I have paint remnants in my hair, a big goose egg on my forehead, my chest hasn't shown any bruising yet, but I feel it coming and my knee is scabbed. The Heimlich remover maneuver worked, but only probably with a little help from someone up there.