That's one of the perils of living alone, such as I do; something significant happens and it is SOL time. Several months ago I accidently inhaled a vitamin pill (really, not something kinky!
) to the point that I was actually unable to breath - talk about an adrenaline dump. Somehow I was able to give myself a very clumsy, self-Heimlich maneuver and spat that biitch out (not like THAT!
). That reality of flying-solo is something that is always there and takes a certain mental toll.
Really sucks what happened to Rusty Heap.