I made a huge pot of soup this weekend and forgot to make cornbread. That's a no-no in my hubby's mind. He loves to crumble it up and turn his bowl of soup into a big mushy delicacy.
Oooo, I have to look away!
Last night I served the soup again and this time made the cornbread. As we chatted and slurped, I somehow sucked some dry cornbread down my windpipe/lungs/life-giving & taking hole and for the first time in my old lady life realized just how easy it is to KILL YOURSELF BY CHOKING!!!
I coughed and coughed, nothing! I tried everything to get it dislodged from wherever it was hiding and wreaking havoc. I seriously felt like this was how I was going to check into glory. With watery eyes & nose….I coughed for the rest of the night and my chest rattled like I had a killer case of bronchitis. This morning, I sound like a smoker and still have the congested chest thing going on.
I am suffering. So, if you ever wondered (which I'm 99.9 % sure you haven't) if you can die by cornbread inhalation….the jury is still out. If you don't hear from me over the next few days there is a possibility that the cornbread won!
Happy Tuesday/Thursday folks! Don't forget to be thankful as you rush around preparing goodies for your loved ones! I'll be loving it all and watching the snow fall here in Indiana!