Aren't you a nurse?
I almost got choke
I almost got choke
My sister, brother-in-law, and I were having a fine dining on a restaurant when a commotion that has been happening at the table opposite to our corner stirred us up all. Then we found out through the buzzes that there was someone who got choke. I acted as if I was not affected and I occupied myself with the "they-can-manage-it" thought. Then my sister blurted out 'Aren’t you a nurse?". I almost got choke with the pasta on my chops. "Am I a nurse?” I mulled over. I stood up and said, "I'll take a look" - my character defense for the sake of face value. I walked along the tables and through the busy-snooping customers in a pace in the vein of just walking on a park with the brain wave that the problem would disappear just after I reach their table. "Hi, I am Sunny, a nurse. Is everything okay here?" With my tensed muscles and the hum of the marching band in my ear, I looked confident, somehow with my lines. Yahoo! Tada, the universe had conspired with me during that nerve-wracking situation. The boy was okay, but I told them about Heimlich maneuver, a modus operandi to increase my face value.
Abdominal thrusts (also known as the “Heimlich maneuver” (HIM'lik mah-NOO'ver) are a series of under-the-diaphragm abdominal thrusts. They’re recommended for helping a person who's choking on a foreign object (foreign-body airway obstruction). - AHA
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Oopsie...That's not the real story...
Reality bites...Reality hurts...I almost got choke during that time because of my negligible capacity (confidence, I guess) to perform my professional obligation. I was not certain at all. Though it is pretty normal for a novice to feel that way, my hesitations in helping others made an odd feeling. What a Good Samaritan should do? That is the question especially if you are carrying a sack of responsibility. “Sigh”…You can never deliver it even for a while- for a nappy time-out.
Every now and then, I almost got choke with the bad things - the frigging things in life, which have been roaming around constantly and evidently. Reality bites...Reality hurts...If you do not consider it right, reality will choke you up and eventually will kill you out. However, the worse thing is if you got choke with a rotten food. It is sickening, what in a pathetic world that you would get choke with a moldy food. How pathetic, right?
How many times that I throw up for a foul-tasting food? Always – of course, nobody wants to eat putrid foods without a good payoff. Just with a smell of it, my hypothalamus is shouting aloud to get rid it outta my senses. These realities are also the same with my filthy life. Bad things – as I call it, the things that made me feel hideous with insecurities, and bitterness. These are the hardest things to take in, to digest and it is always a struggle for me to accept it – the dark marks, the dirty things.
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