I was in the ER last night because I swallowed my temporary fixed bridge on Thursday night. I called health links on Friday night and she said you need to get to the ER now!! Took a cab to the ER, waited only 3 hours alone and then was taken in, where they did xrays, and put a tube with a camera on it down through my nose and mouth past my esopagus into my stomach. All night I'd had a choking sensation, but the infamous temporary bridge was in my stomach thank god. It was the hospital Brian died in 7 months ago, and when they asked my marital status I had to say widowed. Brought tears to my eyes, and the girls too when I told her it was in that hospital he took his last breath.
All is well, I am doing fine, didn't smoke last night and my daughter picked me up and I got home after only 4 hours of waiting at 2:30 in A.m. It's weird being at the ER without Brian at that hospital, thank goodness they didn't put me in the same cubicle he was in. Powerful memories, but today somehow I feel stronger!! No smoking and early morning dental on Monday to hopefully get permanent bridge in.