It is still raining and cold but it is a glorious day to be alive! And I mean that sincerely!!
We are living a charmed life lately.
Last night, my sister in law, Dan and myself were visiting in our "home on wheels". I had forgotten to take my pills earlier in the evening so thought I better do that.
I took one little pill and I always save the vitamin C for last because I usually have difficulty swallowing it. Fortunately, when this happens, I don't panic...I just drink more water till it goes down.
The vitamin C did not cooperate last night and got slightly stuck. Dan and Connie are still talking and I wasn't in a panic. I drank more water and it didn't help.
I thought "That is strange, it always dislodges. But this feels different." Then I tried to breath and realized I could not. So then I thought "That is different. Maybe it is time to panic??"
No one was paying any attention to me until I leaped up from the table and started pulling my coat off (it was chilly in here). I started towards Dan waving my hand trying to get his attention. He asked me what was wrong. Connie said she's choking! I'm trying to point to my throat so he gets the idea, while still taking my coat off. He still didn't get it so I finally tried to gasp air. Then he got busy!
I was trying to back myself up to him so he could do the Heimlich on me but instead of doing that he punched me in the stomach! So I grabbed his arms to try to get them around me. He finally got the idea and proceeded to do the Heimlich on me. By this time my life is finally flashing before my eyes because it feels like an hour has passed and I can only hold my breath for about 20 seconds...so I figured that was about as long as I could go without breathing.
FINALLY, I was able to exhale a huge amount of air and the pill fell to the floor. Tell ya what, I WAS scared!!! I will panic if this ever happens again. But I am going to try to find chewable vitamin C! Now, if they could make calcium with vit D pills smaller.....
Here's something I bet you didn't know;
Manure... An interesting fact
Manure: In the 16th and 17th centuries, everything had to be transported by ship and it was also before the invention of commercial fertilizers, so large shipments of manure were quite common.
It was shipped dry, because in dry form it weighed a lot less than when wet, but once water (at sea) hit it, not only did it become heavier, but the process of fermentation began again, of which a by-product is methane gas. As the cargo was stored below decks in bundles, you can see what could (and did) happen.
Methane began to build up below decks and the first time someone came below at night with a lantern, BOOOOM!
Several ships were destroyed in this manner before it was determined just what was happening. After that, the bundles of manure were always stamped with the instruction “Stow high in transit” on them, which meant for the sailors to stow it high enough off the lower decks so that any water that came into the vessel would not touch this volatile cargo and start the production of methane.
Thus evolved the term ' S.H.I.T ', (Stow High In Transit) which has come down through the centuries and is in use to this very day.
You probably did not know the true history of this word.
Neither did I. I always thought it was a golf term.