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I'll never forget the day I came close to death. No, not the day my hand slipped from the edge of the wet tub while my other hand was checking the water temperature, and suddenly tumbling over, banging my temple on the shower spout, then landing head first into the tub. Nor was it the day I started sipping HOT coffee, then having it go down the wrong tube of my esophagus.

This time, I came oh so close to death while sipping a cup of cold milk. To make matter worse, I had just swallowed a bite of my toast with peanut butter and virgin honey. When I started to gasp for air, the peanut butter got stuck in my throat. I started coughing, and with each cough, I tried desperately to gasp for air. The more I coughed, the more the peanut butter and honey stuck to my throat, and the dried toast made matters worse. It felt like sandpaper rubbing against my throat. Again, like the last time when I almost died from sipping on the hot coffee, I ran to the bathroom and coughed. My coughs were so powerful, that with each cough, my entire insides just about slipped out my throat. Just like the last time, I started feeling jolts of electricity explode throughout my arms and legs. I knew I was dying, and tried to calm myself by telling myself to calm down and take soft, gentles gulps of air. This lasted like forever. I was so exhausted by now, and so much in pain, that I came to a point where I thought of giving up. But then, I remembered that I still had so much to do on my Romantic domain. I also thought about the many little critters and Grandpa. Who would take care of them? Nobody!! I also remembered Edith.

I threw myself on the bathroom floor, managing to grab a role of toilet paper to rest my head on (like a little pillow), and slowly started coming back to life. Finally, I got up and looked in the mirror, and was shocked by the vision I saw there. It was a girl with a purplish face, snot dribbling down her nose, and tears running out of bulging red eyes. She looked disgusting! The girl was me!!

As you can see, I survived my ordeal, otherwise, you would never have known what happened to me a couple of hours ago.

It was horrible! My eyeballs still hurt!


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playgirl
Mar. 4th, 2009 12:25 am (UTC)
Thank you Sweet Pie! Yes, it was so very scary!!

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