I used up one of my nine lives today, (I'm probably down to two left.) We stayed up until 2am, hoping to get some word about Steve. Went to bed and took the pill marked, "take at bedtime." Rolled over on my side and went to sleep.
Slept fine and was up at 10am. As I was headed to the restroom nt throat felt like it was real dry, like I had been snoring hard, so I grabbed the mouthwash to have a gargle. I couldn't gargle, it was like I was choking to death. It was at this point I looked at my self in the mirror and saw that my neck was nearly as wide as my jaw and very taut.
The glands under my jaw were like two glass marbles under the skin. And just as suddenly I was unable to get a full breath into my lungs. I was being strangled by my own throat!
I was as scared as I have ever been. You can believe it. I couldn't swallow and I couldn't breath very good either. A call to 911.. In the ambulance a shot of Beynedrel )spelling) and on to the hospital, code 3. At the ER they shot me with a couple more shots of something else and I am alive, home and typing this to all of you.
DEADMAN TYPING... -Ric