billyfivecrows

So.

I almost drowned on my own puke this morning.


TMI?


I had a big meal last night, followed by a bunch of snacking.

One of those glorious nights of gluttony where it just felt good to stuff myself, like it was a motherfucking holiday, or something.

I went to bed really late, and about 9 AM, sound asleep, I was woken up by a mouthful of acid-y, half digested food.


Which, being shocked awake, I preceded to inhale.


Couldn't breathe at all for about 45 seconds. Finally managed a couple of VERY shallow, snuffling breaths through my nose. Then no breathing.


Then no breathing. For a long time. I'd say about 2 aand a half minutes.


Thrashing about, I finally managed to do a sort of Heimlich on myself, and it all came out of my windpipe and onto the floor.

Very shallow, gasping-raw breathing for a long while, then very slowly back to somewhat normal.


Shit that was scary.


I've been sitting here sweating and kind of weaving in my seat in a daze.


Two things went through my mind as this was happening:

"Wow. I'm dying. Wow. This is how Jimi Hendrix died."

and

"I've got painting to do. I can't die."



Funny. Those were my "last thoughts"?



Anyway... I'm here.


Unless this is some sort of inbetween, slightly higher-dimensional world that looks alot like this one! Multi-layered universe, and all that, ya know.





I think I can go back to bed now. I need to rest.




See yas later.



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