This morning I went to the dentist to have my teeth cleaned. I have a wee bit of a dentist phobia. I cannot stand the sonic scaler. Its like listening to nails on a chalkboard continuously an inch from my ear, it makes me feel like this:
I left the dentist's office a limp, sweaty mess.
This evening I nursed the Princess, put her down and took two steps toward the phone when I heard a choking noise. She swallowed a sticker. Vomiting ensued, but no sticker came up. She kept trying to stick her hand down her throat to get the sticker, but just gagged. She finally gagged up a piece. We went to the ER, she's fine, it will all come out in the end.
I'm now huddled on the sofa devouring a large pecan danish ring.