Yes, please, ita !, get thee to a clinic or something. Things messing with your ABC's is scary.

I can't imagine what that might be, ita. Is swallowing okay? I would be tempted to apply heat in some manner and see if that helped, because that is my general reaction to pain.

Unless I feel my airway is actually constricted, I'm not going in.

It being, you know, the ER and stuff, I would like to be sure. So if it can pass, then maybe it's just more of that weird stuff bodies do. Heat is a perfectly cromulent idea.

At least keep your phone handy at all times, jic. Are there new meds that might have new and exciting side effects?

Nope--same old same old pills. Quite odd, but so are we, I guess.

Sorry if I tossed that and ran. Doing breathing exercises may be relieving the pain, may be distancing me from it. Either way, good.

::lemonade::

I took an EMT class in college. I got really good grades in it. Prof wanted me on the volunteer ambulance squad. I couldn't do it. I'm a mess in real-time. My brain blanks, I make the wrong call. I almost died (by which I mean had vapors) in AIT learning how to cook for 300 and being warned about food-poisoning and the fear of holding peoples lives in my hands like that had been initially debilitating. I could kill people with food. It was nerve-wracking.

So, yeah, I don't do well with life-threatening sitches. I once watched my former ED slip and fall on her ass, and I just stood over her, indecisive (that was also more a "really, she doesn't need me, so I don't need to touch her" moment, but I'm sure that it looked back on my part. I'm also the dude who laughs at people who pass out and hit their heads on the floor. So, yeah, shitty Emergency Medical personnel is me. Where I vacillate between too much concern and not enough.

Juliebird -- seriously, I'd think hard about reporting that exchange to the Child Protective Services. It's obvious the kid needs serious help, and the foster mom isn't up to giving it.

Speaking of life-threatening sitches, at my friend's mom's after-funeral brunch, my friend started seriously choking, so I know where you speak of from being frozen. (It was water going down the wrong tube, so no Heimlich was required, but for a good minute I thought we were going to have to do it.)

Juliebird, I second Theodosia's recommendation. Working with homeless and foster kids, and being a teacher, that is NOT on, and is mentally abusive. I'm not formally a mandated reporter anymore, but I'd be on the phone.

If you need to email me, or e-me for my phone, I'd be happy to look up your city's CPS and walk you through it if you feel you need to.

Not a judgement call on YOU; on those foster parents. There's calmly responding to threats, but that is BULLSHIT.

Forgive me, please, if I am butting in.

Strix, insent.

backflung, and abject thanks!