So yesterday I wrote about my wonderful "productive" experience. All day after that, I felt like something wasn't right. About 8pm last night, when I tried to have some water and it came right back up, I realized I was stuck.
That's a downright freaky ass feeling, I'm telling you. Like 1, 2 Freddy's coming for you freaky. Like the Halloween theme song all of a sudden playing out of no where freaky.
I started to panic, so naturally, I turned to the interwebs to fix things. The interwebs know everything.
There were many suggestions out there: papaya enzymes, pineapple juice etc...however, the suggestion that I found that I actually had in my house was lemon juice, gulping very hot water, and downward facing dog.
Now look. I'm not condoning this for people who want to eat too much consistantly and then abuse their band. BUT. If you have an "accident" like I did and get something stuck, the above was like a miracle cure.
I had about 3 swigs of lemon juice, half a cup of hot lemon tea, and then went in the bathroom and did downward facing dog yoga pose and it almost immediately all came up, along with the chicken sausage that was stuck.
It was a miracle. I was in the bathroom yelling HALLELUJAH and Nils thought I was on crack.
But it worked. That's all that matters. And I learned my lesson. I don't ever want that feeling again.
im so glad you got it out! being stuck sounds horrible, I am so thankful I have not had to experiance it yet.
ReplyDeleteWorst. Ever. That will teach me to chew my food from now on!
ReplyDeleteIt is a panicky horrid feeling. My bad stick literally felt like my sternum was cracked. I contemplated an ambulance and Im no wuss. They are nasty. Lizz likes to make fun of the noise I was making "uuuuuuuuung uhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
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