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Might have something to do with all those miles you rode. And maybe allergies.
I found out exactly what it is... Globus Hystericus. And I think it's finally gone. OMG. It was terrible and scary.
Sorry, I giggled, I researched and found these passage:"Globus hystericus is a Freudian diagnosis. It is used today to describe far more than neurosis. Those that follow a URI are due to patient awareness of their epiglottis and symptoms dissipate after examination to R/O cancer. Explanation is all that is required. Many describe this as a lump in the throat. " Crazy bitch. And yes, everyone is out to get you.
I yiyi, that's not good. Are you feeling better yet?!?!?If it was me, after 20 phone calls to the doc I'd be in bed with a heating pad, hotwater bottle and a takeout menu until I felt better.xoxoxo jj
I'm fine, Joanna. Thank you for checking. Turns out I had an episode of Globus Hystericus. Basically and anxiety based deal, which is so weird because I have no conscious anxiety. Some minor background noise, but nothing meriting a panic attack. It seems to have worked it's way out of my system and I am grateful. This "mind trick" was not my favorite thing. Discovered I really don't like the feeling of not being able to breathe while carrying a brick around in my throat.
Please do not suffocate. Please do not suffocate. Please do not suffocate.
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