I look forward to seeing what the next generations do for themselves,
us and the world in the coming years.
At 14 my son saved a life.
It was mine.
He ACTUALLY saved my life.
Because of his quick thinking I’m here today.
Active in health and fitness
for myself and others,
I ate right,
Doing EVERYTHING right.
Me: in the kitchen of the home my son and I shared.
He: watching television in the adjacent living room.
A fist full of vitamins,
and a large gulp of water.
VERY BIG MISTAKE.
Quickly I realized they weren’t sliding down.
THAT wouldn’t go down.
No water flow,
no air flow.
Grabbing my throat: I was choking.
Couldn’t call out to my son –
no air, no sound.
I stepped around the corner of the kitchen
to face the living room
and banged hard on the wall.
He finally looked over
and saw the international sign for
(It’s two hands around your throat. Simple. I hope you never have to use it.)
Calmly he walked into the kitchen –
immediately, AND PERFECTLY
he applied Heimlich maneuver to me.
It took several attempts
and OUT catapulted the vitamins
across the kitchen.
Thinking what MIGHT have happened
and what actually DID happen.
He hugged me,
looked at me,
wise old soul that he is
“You ok now, Mom?”
Tears streaming down my face
I nodded and hugged him again.
”You just saved my life. Do you realize that?”
“Yea, ok, just don’t take so many vitamins next time.”
He walked back into the living room,
and resumed his viewing.
“THAT GUY IS SO COOL!
I want to be that cool.
What did I do to deserve such a cool son?
AND WHERE did he learn the Heimlich?”
A grown young man now
hope he never has to use it again.
One supplement at a time, my friends.
One supplement at a time.
I made haste to the nearest Red Cross
and renewed my First Aid,
and CPR certifications.
I was called upon to tend to
crashed on the highway.
He lived, too.