I hate fishbones
Thursday, November 27th, 2008
I ate 5 pieces of bread, drank milk, drank tea, drank water… nothing was working. Then, I took a look in the mirror and realized that I could not only see it, but reach it. So I did what any person in my situation would— I grabbed a pair of chopsticks and yanked that mother out of there. It was lodged into the side of the back of my mouth, about a centimeter from my pharynx. Thank goodness I learned how to use chopsticks.