fish bone fiasco

I wasn't exactly wearing the pants... but boy did I wish I had them the night I was at the frigidly ice cold emergency room. Unfortunately, I was wearing a skirt and flip flops, and my toes were blue, on the verge of frost bite. (Ok... that's not exactly true... but it was REALLY REALLY REALLY cold.) 


Why were we in the emergency room? It all happened when we were test-tasting food for the wedding. (Who know planning a wedding could be so DANGEROUS?) John is a huge salmon fan, so of course we requested to taste it. What we didn't know, however, was that the salmon was full of bones. I took a huge first bite, and swallowed one. It was lodged in my pharynx (near the 'adam's apple') and uncomfortably stayed there the whole entire night, while the doctors at the ER did absolutely nothing except promise us that someone was going to come see us "eventually." (Apparently there was a code blue and somebody died that night.) At 5am, we left the ER, fish bone firmly in place... but at that point, the sleep deprivation was worse than the piece of salmon hanging out in my throat. The next day, I awoke at 1pm, to find out that the fish bone had been swallowed and all was well again. 


Moral of the story: check your fish for bones BEFORE you take a bite, even if you are told it is a boneless filet. Did you know swallowing fish bones is a very common medical emergency? 


Oh yeah, and we're not having salmon at the wedding. :)