The Terrifying Story

I would love to share my great Valentines Day weekend with you, but first I have to set it up with this little story. We were having a completely normal, relaxing Saturday morning. Justin, had just made me breakfast and I was just doing the laundry and reading the paper. We were trying to decide when to head up to Salt Lake for our date and what we wanted to do. We decided to go to Happy Sumo and see a movie at the Gateway. So we got ready and were going to stop by Justin's parent's house to exchange our Valentines before heading out. We stop by and right before we are going to leave Justin decides to take a Dayquill capsule. He has had a bit of a head cold this week and felt stuffy. Cathy, Justin and I are all in the kitchen and Roger is over on the couch. Justin takes the pill and immediately starts choking! He is coughing at first so we are patting him on the back, then all a sudden he gasps and stops breathing. I was freaked, Cathy jumped into action, saying he can't breath we need to do the Heimlich! She tries and it is still stuck, Justin is turning purple now and I am getting my phone to call 911. It all happened so fast that once Roger realized what was going on he ran over to try the Heimlich too. I was taking off Justin's coat and trying to get him to calm down, but he looked horrible. Finally after about 3 thrust he starts to cough again. I have to say those 5 small seconds were the scariest in my life. He could cough now, but not talk and was barely breathing. We all ran out, got in the car and I drove us to instacare in Roy. Cathy called on the way so they would be ready. I was so afraid he was aspirating into his lungs, and he still couldn't talk to us. When we are almost there, he vomits up all the orange medicine, the capsule had finally melted. The second he could talk he went into a string of obscenities, that was Justin, I knew he was OK then. When we got to the clinic they said if he was breathing now he could wait at least 2 hours to be seen. We said screw that and took him home to rest for a while. I was fine the whole time and didn't panic at all, but it hit me about two hours later as we were leaving for Salt Lake and I started to cry and couldn't stop hugging him. I just couldn't imagine what I would have done if I would have lost him. It sounds like a silly thing to freak over, but at the time it was very scary. Well, needless to say, our date night got off to a very late start.