two hours later....she's still eating cotton balls

I don't know where these stories come from, I don't know where the ramblings go. but I think they somehow intersect on me like a cross hairs. she was swallowing cotton balls. Why? you may ask, well to dislodge the chicken bone, of course! of course, why didn't i think of that? perhaps because i still have one small toe still desperately rooted in reality.
The upside to being sick sore throaty? free refills at 7-11! sympathy refills from the brave men and women on the front lines of 24-hour convenience. god bless you, brave children. god. bless. you.