Chicken

i should be in bed. i should, at least, be getting ready for bed. normally this would be my routine, but tonight, i am hungry. i did not eat dinner because i was hanging out with a friend. (thanks for the talk, kevin. quite thought- provoking and fun all at the same time!) then, i stopped by to say hello to some more friends, and now i am finally home- but i'm starving! i had this piece of chicken "thawing" in the fridge for two days, so i HAD to cook it tonight or else it would be salmanilla tomorrow. i have a fear of getting food poisoning. i think it's because one of my best friend's had it once and it's wicked awful. so here i sit, "late at night" (mind you, it's 9:26 pm...that's late for me!) eating a piece of chicken. and it's good, i must say. a little olive oil, salt and pepper...and you have an amazing, nutritious dinner! (shout out to you tara for that advice!) so, a couple of minutes ago- i choked on a piece of this fine meal. for real. one minute i'm chewing the stinkin' chicken, the next minute, it's lodged in my throat. it's a scary feeling. i'm home alone (swzy...thanks for the help!) and i was choking all by myself. actually, it's kindof embarrassing because i hacked it up and it sounded disgusting. thankfully, i'm breathing again. God's design of the body is amazing. he created me with a gagging reflex so that i could gag up my chicken stuck in my throat...so that i would not choke! bet ya didn't think this blog was heading in this direction now did ya?! next time you choke, be in awe of our Creator...i know i am.
watch out for that turkey. i hear it can be brutal!

3 comments:

Laura Siegrist said...

you made me laugh! not b/c you were choking, but at your beautiful description of how it all unfolded! i am glad you are ok. that would be scary, home alone with no one to help. (btw, i all with you on the fear of food poisoning. i am so weird sometimes with how i handle food!)

anyway, i am due on march 17, so i am about 6 mos. along now and getting big! i like it. it's cool to feel the baby kick so much! i know what you mean about it being weird to see sam with a baby. i think i'm used to it now, and they are amazing parents! sam works so hard and is a good dad.
and, as to your fear of stitches and novocaine, i'm sorry i can't allay your fears any. it hurt 10 x worse when they put the shots in! i was crushing dave's hand and trying not to cry. but, in like 10 seconds, all the pain goes away and it feels wonderful!!! definately worth getting the shot in the right place. i read your post about your foot, and i can somewhat sympathize. no fun! let me know what happens. have a great thanksgiving! hope you enjoyed this very long comment!

Scion and You said...

So you're telling me that our conversation almost led to death by choking. Well, that's flattering. Just joking -- but the choking on our conversation thing has potential has a metaphor. Oops! There I go with the psychology stuff again. Check out my new blog sometime: www.kvinbe.blogspot.com

the way I see it... said...

oh goose! i'll be there next time! and i don't know the Heimlich, but i'll figure out something!