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Saturday, March 14, 2020

CHOKING...SO SCARY


        Living alone can be pretty scary at times. I was talking to a friend Wednesday night when I swallowed some water…it went down the wrong pipe and I couldn’t breathe. I also couldn’t talk. It was pretty scary for a while there. I dropped the phone and went to the kitchen sink. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be able to breath again. I wanted to throw up. I wanted to breath. I leaned over the kitchen sink and tried to breath. I made this horrible noise. I was pretty sure I was in the process of dying since I couldn’t get any air into my lungs.

          Fortunately for me, and my friend on the phone, I managed to draw some air into my lungs. Bit by bit, my breathing became easier and I was finally able to respond to my friend’s anxious entreaties. She was ready to hang up, call 911 and send them to my house. I was so grateful to be breathing again, and we had a nice long conversation without any difficulties on my part.

          I have to admit it scared the pee out of me…literally. I had to go and change my clothes after I got off the phone. No matter how hard I tried, it was like my lungs were frozen. I couldn’t get any air past my throat into my lungs. I actually thought I just might die right then and there.

          It’s this kind of thing you don’t really think about when you are living on your own. Every morning I swallow an entire handful of vitamins and pills without thinking about what would happen if they didn’t all go down. Well, now, I’m thinking about that. It’s probably time I separated the pills out into several different groups so I can take them safely without having to worry that I might choke and fall to the floor to be discovered whenever.

          I have a friend who posts every single morning on Facebook. The purpose of her post is to let her friends know that she’s survived the night and is ready for the day. That seems pretty smart to me, although by the time family and friends realize there’s no post, it’s probably far too late.


          There’s an earlier post where I wrote about taking care of myself at home alone. It never occurred to me that I’d need to think about what would happen if I choked. Well, now I’m thinking about it and am going to be much more careful when it comes to drinking and talking simultaneously. I’m also going to take my pills in several batches so none of them get stuck.

          Ah, the things I continue to learn on this new journey. Have any of you widows or widowers had things like this happen? Would you share your experiences and thoughts with me? I’m always on the lookout for new information.

3 comments:

  1. Consider a medical alert device?

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  2. This happened to me once a year or so ago. I walked in from the barn, was starving, shoved a mouthful of salad in then not long after spaghetti. Stupid. The salad got caught. I could feel my anxiety hit. I live alone on a horse ranch. There is no one here or nearby. I mean no one. I couldn't breathe in which would allow me to cough out. I remember thinking volunteer rescue would not make it in time. Finally I was able to take in a tiny breath and out it all came. I'm glad you were ok.

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  3. Thank you for your comment. It really is a scary experience. Stay healthy in these troubling times.

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