As soon as you veterans quit laughing and wipe the tears from your eyes, I hope you'll continue reading. As for my fellow baby bandsters, I have learned my lesson!
I just got stuck. And holy hell, that sucked.
I was eating some leftover shrimp pad thai for lunch. I got a small last night and ate half of it with no problem. I chewed my small bites well and was fine.
Today was a totally different story. I took a small bite with a 1/4 of a medium shrimp with two small slivers of noodle. Chewed, chewed, chewed. Swallowed...and....STUCK.
And for the love of all that is good, it also happened right when both kids were crying. I couldn't even think. All I could think about was the pain in my chest.
I was sliming and trying to stop the kids from crying. And DH is asking me what's wrong and wants me to answer, and I can't even talk. The spit and mucus just kept coming and coming and ugh. Crying kids, annoying DH, ahhhhhh....
It went down rather quick for a stuck episode - maybe 15 min - but I will. not. be. doing. that. again.
1. Pad thai is not band friendly.
2. I have more restriction than I was giving the band credit for.
3. No more pasta for the time being.
4. I don't like being stuck.
5. Karma works in funny ways!