Drag against your will, from a basement on the hill...
Wow. Coughing and sleep deprevation doesn't add up to much in life I guess...
Last night scared the shit out of me. AS you are all WELL aware, I have had a cough for quite a while. And from time to time, these coughing sessions can get pretty sevre, last night was no exception. I was sound asleep around midnight when I woke up out of nowhere. Suddenly I noticed I couldn't breath. Trying to keep my cool, I sat up on the bed. Seeing the that wasn't working, I tried to get into the bathroom, but with no air supply, and me starting to freak out just a tad, I fell to the floor. Sitting in the hall way, oxygen was still a gift I wasn't fortunate to have an abundance of. Suddenly, my parents run out of there room, hereing my weezing. My mother, "Want me to call 911 Andy?" My father "Andy, are you O.K?" as he gets behind me, ready to provide some sort of resusitation. SOme how through out the confusion, I regained my breath and staggered to my bed.
Almost dying is an interesting feeling. However, my dad always finds a way to make an unbelieveable situation alittle more enjoyable, "Andy, if you ever can't breath again, come and tell me."
Sweet Jesus, I love air.
Last night scared the shit out of me. AS you are all WELL aware, I have had a cough for quite a while. And from time to time, these coughing sessions can get pretty sevre, last night was no exception. I was sound asleep around midnight when I woke up out of nowhere. Suddenly I noticed I couldn't breath. Trying to keep my cool, I sat up on the bed. Seeing the that wasn't working, I tried to get into the bathroom, but with no air supply, and me starting to freak out just a tad, I fell to the floor. Sitting in the hall way, oxygen was still a gift I wasn't fortunate to have an abundance of. Suddenly, my parents run out of there room, hereing my weezing. My mother, "Want me to call 911 Andy?" My father "Andy, are you O.K?" as he gets behind me, ready to provide some sort of resusitation. SOme how through out the confusion, I regained my breath and staggered to my bed.
Almost dying is an interesting feeling. However, my dad always finds a way to make an unbelieveable situation alittle more enjoyable, "Andy, if you ever can't breath again, come and tell me."
Sweet Jesus, I love air.