So last night the skin on my neck tried to choke me. It was very traumatic.
I guess I should start at the beginning…
I was on the couch and watching a riveting show on television. Sheldon Cooper was having a panic attack over Penny possibly getting him sick. All of a sudden I had a hard time breathing. So I lift my head up and I could breathe again. Then a few minutes later I would have a hard time breathing again. And then it hit me! My neck was actively trying to kill me. With each second I sat on the couch, my body slid further down and my head got heavier and then I would eventually have to look at the ceiling to breathe.
Now, I know what you’re thinking, why not just adjust and sit up straighter???
Well, if I had a good answer for that I wouldn’t have spent the entire night trying not to die.
And now I know how those infants feel when they slowly slip down in your grip; like they are on the verge of dying under the weight of their own heads with neck fat pushing on their trachea.
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