!Re: A slight dramatization of yesterday's events

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Tyra, you've just described one of my recurring nightmares!! I won't take my pills A alone or B in public for fear of choking.

I'm glad you're ok. The humor in it is the fact that you refrained from slapping your brother to the floor while you were still choking! Sounds like he needs some educating about your condition and things to watch for. Maybe a CPR course is in order for him!!

A slight dramatization of yesterday's events

It's been established that I don't like to ask for help; I think one of my biggest fears is being a burden on my family and friends, and I know with my transplant and my AIH and various secondary illnesses, there are times when I feel like I've more than used my quota on help and sympathy. So people who are close to me know that something is really wrong when I ask for help... and if I'm yelling at the stop of my lungs for help...I need help immediately. Case in point......Yesterday and the night before, I was extra tired plus I noticed that my hands and feet were itching (usually that's a sign that my billirubin is higher that it needs to be, which most often than not that means that my liver functions are out of whack, and I'm going into mild rejection) since I'm so in tune with my body, I simply called my doctor to let him know and as per usual I need to take a large dose of prednisone to shock the sense back into my system.( for me that's around 60- 40mgs for two days- currently I'm taking 5mg) well yesterday I'm sitting on my bed with my pill box taking my medication and like always I save the worst for last ....POTASSIUM ..ugh!!! I hate those pills...they are huge, and I'm not supposed to cut them and the worst part I have to take 6 daily ..So I take one pill, went down great.... took another one..... geez I think I'm going to be sick.... took that last and final one...uhm...oh...hack...oh no it's stuck.... logged in my throat. I got and get some water..... still stuck....All of the sudden I feel this horrid pain in my throat... it's getting hard to breathe...I'm CHOKING!!! I gather my strength and call her helphelp..... no one hears me... Help... nothing Some one help me, I'm choking!!!!My youngest brother runs into the kitchen and says , "what?" now normally I would enjoy the humor, but I don't have time... my this time I'm crying cause I fear my time is coming to a dramtic end.... I realize this is not how I wanted to go (Now please take note that I have time to think all of this ... and my brother... God help him is STILL STANDING THERE STARING A HUGE DIAMOND)Finally I get the strength to crawl ..... I'm almost in my mother's room... and she see's me chocking and she springs into super woman mode.. spewing a lines of "oh my god Tyra" along the way . She lifts her hand ... "is she about to hit me?" and smacks my back and out pops a perfectly intact pill. All I can think of is "I'm alive , I'm alive" which quickly turned into "ouch, why'd you hit me so hard?" Needless to say my brother is still in the kitchen this except for now he's playing his hadheld game completly obvlivious to what's going on in the next room *sigh*But all is well, I'm fine my back hurts and my throat hurts but I'm okay.. and I know somewhere there is humor in this story... I just don't see it TyraPlease visit our website at:http://ACES_Autoimmune.tripod.com