Things Have Got To Change . . .

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I nearly died tonight . I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but I have a problem with eating too fast. I've had this issue since I was a child. Well, I was just eating a steak, it was slightly underdone so it was rubbery, and a piece I didn't chew good got stuck in my throat. I started to panic and my breathing started to block off. I began to gag and thankfully I coughed and it came up. The whole thing wracked my body with pain and I wasn't sure for about 10 minutes if I was going to be ok. Finally the pain subsided and I was able to finish my dinner. My throat hurts though. SO . . .I vow to begin eating more slowly, cutting my food in much smaller pieces, and chewing thoroughly before swallowing. Once and for all I'm going to beat this affliction I have and ditch this dangerous habit.On the bright side the week has ended well, the next week is looking promising, I'll begin my exercises tomorrow when I return from taking Mother to the doctor, and I'm alive. Life is good! *~*~*~*"This is no longer about what I HOPE to accomplish. This is about what I MEAN to accomplish." - Sapphyre*~*~*~*"If I look down the road and see how far I have to go, I may get discouraged. If I overthink every aspect of what I need to do to succeed I may give up. If I focus on just today and make it as perfect as I can, I will succeed." -Sapphyre

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I struggle with this as well. For me it started as a child. Coming from a family of 7. I always sat next to my brother. He loved food. It helped when there was something I didnt like I could sneak it on his plate. BUT when it was something I did not mind eating, if I didnt eat fast I could lose it to him. LOL So I learned to eat fast. smaller pieces help.

Things Have Got To Change . . .

I nearly died tonight . I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but I have a problem with eating too fast. I've had this issue since I was a child. Well, I was just eating a steak, it was slightly underdone so it was rubbery, and a piece I didn't chew good got stuck in my throat. I started to panic and my breathing started to block off. I began to gag and thankfully I coughed and it came up. The whole thing wracked my body with pain and I wasn't sure for about 10 minutes if I was going to be ok. Finally the pain subsided and I was able to finish my dinner. My throat hurts though. SO . . .

I vow to begin eating more slowly, cutting my food in much smaller pieces, and chewing thoroughly before swallowing. Once and for all I'm going to beat this affliction I have and ditch this dangerous habit.

On the bright side the week has ended well, the next week is looking promising, I'll begin my exercises tomorrow when I return from taking Mother to the doctor, and I'm alive. Life is good!

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"This is no longer about what I HOPE to accomplish. This is about what I MEAN to accomplish." - Sapphyre

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"If I look down the road and see how far I have to go, I may get discouraged. If I overthink every aspect of what I need to do to succeed I may give up. If I focus on just today and make it as perfect as I can, I will succeed." -Sapphyre

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On 2/5/2012 8:21 PM, Sapphyre wrote:

The whole thing wracked my body with

pain and I wasn't sure for about 10 minutes if I was going

to be ok.

OMG, Sapphyre! I'm glad

everything ended up all right!

I had read years ago that you can give yourself the Heimlich by

thrusting your stomach against the back of a chair or same-height

cabinet or other sturdy furniture. Was your mom around to help, or

was she just as panicky as you were?

I vow to begin eating more slowly,

cutting my food in much smaller pieces, and chewing

thoroughly before swallowing.

Didn't you mention a few

weeks ago you were going to work on "mindful eating," being aware

of your food, paying attention to each bite? May have also been

Elissa saying this, too, on her blog. Just by savoring each bite

one naturally slows down. You may want to read some of the books

she had mentioned in her past posts here, like The Tao of

Eating: Feeding Your Soul Through Everyday Experiences With Food

or Savor: Mindful Eating, Mindful Life.

Once and for all I'm going to beat

this affliction I have and ditch this dangerous habit.

Makes the term "a matter

of life or death" more relevant.

On the bright side the week has ended

well, the next week is looking promising,

Around here, the talk is

all about the Giant's win last night. I have one more week to duck

the jocks, real and perceived. LOL I'll be so glad when the hoopla

is all over for the year and the newspapers go back to reporting

actual news instead of where each team member took his trophy wife

for dinner.

Sue in NJ

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On 2/6/2012 6:34 AM, Jase4567 wrote:

I used to slowly savor my dinners as a kid because I was only

allowed 1000 calories and had to make them last. Dinner had to

hold me until breakfast the next day, so the slower I ate the less

hungry I would be.

But when it came to breakfast and lunch, you had to be quick or

you'd be late for school. When we lived a block from school it

wasn't too bad, but when we were transferred to a school 10 blocks

away and had a grand total of 40 minutes at lunch to talk home

(and I had to walk my younger brother who walked SO SLOW), eat,

then walk back before the bell rang, many days I'd just have time

to hit the bathroom then head back out with my brother and we'd

eat our sandwiches as we walked.

In high school we had 30 minutes between classes to hit the locker

to drop off the books and grab money, get to the cafeteria, wait

on line to buy the food, usually only a minute or 2 after that to

actually eat it, then rush to the bathroom, locker, and up to the

next class.

Then when I started working, we had 10 minutes for morning break

and 20 for lunch. And that was on a GOOD day. Many days we had no

time to do either. Those days I was glad I brought my own sandwich

and kept it in my uniform pocket, eating bites here and there

between patients. Many days I wound up eating it in the car on the

way home because I didn't even have time to do that.

Now, I take my dear sweet time when I eat. A bowl of oatmeal at

breakfast can last over a half hour, ditto a bowl of veggies for

lunch. Dinner takes me at least an hour on a day I also make soup

or salad. Many times I barely get my butt in the chair to start

and my fast-eating husband is already looking for seconds. He's

usually finished putting leftovers away and has the dishes almost

done by the time I finish my meal. At least by the time I'm done

it's already well into the evening, so when we watch tv I'm not

even looking for a snack. By then hubby is already chowing down on

cookies and chips and scrounging through the fridge looking for

more.

Sue in NJ