it’s the 2nd time the guy’s been heimliched. I’d learn to eat.
I admit, I went through a stage in my life where liquids were always going down the wrong way, but I have never had more than a little particle of something solid go down, which is irritating enough.
Worst one I ever had, though, was driving around rural Maine with some buddies, having a good time, and I was in the back seat eating some Sweet Tarts. (I know, that should be enough to kill you there)
I had a mouth of chewed up Sweet Tart, and some went down the wrong way. If you have ever eaten them, you can imagine what that does to your trachea.
My entire respiratory system went into an absolute spasm. I could not breathe, and it didn’t feel like it was going to open back up any time soon. Ever have the wind knocked out of you? This was like a chemical version of that, except when the wind is knocked out of you, you can force yourself to relax and know that air will come back again, and probably won’t kill you.
When I finally got my breath back, I nearly had the shakes. If we needed medical assistance, the nearest hospital was probably an hour and a half away. I chewed on THAT for a while, and didn’t feel like an invulnerable young adult anymore.