Yesterday, i almost died.
Maybe that's over-stating it a little bit. I choked on a jellybean (of all things) at work and actually got to the point where i couldn't dislodge it myself no matter how much chest pounding i did or how many attempts at coughing i made. I actually got to the point where i couldn't breathe, and no matter what i did to calm myself, my heart wouldn't slow down and i was on the way to passing out.
Thankfully, an acquaintance of mine, whom i was chatting with earlier, was shopping in the store and was standing nearby (i'd just left and come back to where she was when the choking started) and successfully performed the Heimlich and got the cursed little morsel out of my airway. Oh yeah i'm taking her to dinner. WHEREVER SHE WANTS. Like, at least!
I'd never before been in a position where i wasn't able to breathe. I've been underwater plenty, but a quick punch to the surface and it's no biggie. This time, i was actually UNABLE to breathe. It's a strange feeling, and for the first time, though my life didn't flash before my eyes or anything like that, i was actually faced with my own mortality.
I actually could have died last night. My wife could be a widow and my child could be fatherless. That alone scares the shit out of me.
I also started thinking about my own life and all of the things that i want to do and haven't done yet. That there is just fucking disappointing. I've got a lot of shit to do!
So while it might not quite qualify as a near death experience, it's certainly as close to death as i'd like to come for another 50 years, at least. During which time, i've got some things to take care of. Like my family.
Maybe that's over-stating it a little bit. I choked on a jellybean (of all things) at work and actually got to the point where i couldn't dislodge it myself no matter how much chest pounding i did or how many attempts at coughing i made. I actually got to the point where i couldn't breathe, and no matter what i did to calm myself, my heart wouldn't slow down and i was on the way to passing out.
Thankfully, an acquaintance of mine, whom i was chatting with earlier, was shopping in the store and was standing nearby (i'd just left and come back to where she was when the choking started) and successfully performed the Heimlich and got the cursed little morsel out of my airway. Oh yeah i'm taking her to dinner. WHEREVER SHE WANTS. Like, at least!
I'd never before been in a position where i wasn't able to breathe. I've been underwater plenty, but a quick punch to the surface and it's no biggie. This time, i was actually UNABLE to breathe. It's a strange feeling, and for the first time, though my life didn't flash before my eyes or anything like that, i was actually faced with my own mortality.
I actually could have died last night. My wife could be a widow and my child could be fatherless. That alone scares the shit out of me.
I also started thinking about my own life and all of the things that i want to do and haven't done yet. That there is just fucking disappointing. I've got a lot of shit to do!
So while it might not quite qualify as a near death experience, it's certainly as close to death as i'd like to come for another 50 years, at least. During which time, i've got some things to take care of. Like my family.
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And it absolutely qualifies.
Please give mama a big kiss from me.