This just isn't funny at all--I just almost died from choking on some food. I was 40 seconds without air, without movement in my windpipe. I felt my head start to pound, I couldn't swallow, couldn't cough. There was no one around to assist. Pressure was building but nothing gave.
I saw the stalemate. I saw my body dropping to the ground. I saw the pale rider. I didn't panic. I didn't care. Something informed me there was a way out. I paused. I assessed. I closed my eyes. I opened my mouth and a small stream of saliva dribbled to the floor. My body suddenly heaved. My windpipe cleared somewhat, I could breathe slightly. Encouraged, I reclaimed life. And coughed.
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