Foreclosure of a dream
when Amanda and I really started getting serious many years ago, you know at the point where we are talking about what our wedding will be like, how many kids we want to have, etc. one of the things we discussed is where would we live. Amanda said that she wanted to stay down here near her family. I was against it, because it would take me away from New York. I mean there arent any record labels working out of Philly, at least ones where i could have a future at. but over the years, I figured I could make it work. Plus maybe at some point I could get her to agree to at least move closer, like Freehold, or something.

Tonight we had an episode where I am thankful we do live near her mother. Amanda is allergic to milk, and she has asthma. But still we eat ice cream and stuff. Well for dinner, I made hamburger helper. We didnt have the one we normally do, but this cheeseburger macaroni one, and it called for 2 cups of milk, verses the one cup that the other would call for. i was a little concerned it might be too much. but still, I suggested I run to the local ice cream place and get some for after dinner. And well she, like I, cant resist ice cream. So I did. I come home, we put them in the freezer until after we eat hamburger helper.

Amanda put some hamburger helper on her plate, and per usual, she got some slices of cheese and put on top. then put it in the microwave, so it too could melt. so it's even more cheesier. despite her being allergic to milk, she loves cheese. it is actually one of her top 3 favorite foods. fast forward to eating ice cream.

she was more than half way done eating the ice cream, when she started getting coughing attacks. eventually she was throwing up. and at some point a piece of candy(from her ice cream) came up, and got lodged in her throat. So she coughed more excessively to try to get it out, and she succeeded. but then she fucked up her throat. the muscles in her throat were strained, and hurting her. It hurt for her to talk, to move her head, etc. i helped her as much as i could. I didnt really know what to do. she said to call her mother, and i did. She took the phone and explaind to her mom what happened. Her mom said she would be right over, as she lives less then 5 minutes away.

her mom came over, looked at her throat, tongue, mouth, etc. She said Amanda should have a popsicle. We didnt have any, so Bob and I Went to WAWA. WAWA only had two choices, which werent what I had in mind. But I bought both, hoping one would work. an hour later, she is feeling somewhat better. Not completely out of the woods yet.

but the moral of this entry is, I am glad that we do live near her mother. Because I wouldnt have thought of that. And who knows where we would be now. We may be at the hospital now, or something. but it comes down to that old saying "Mother knows best".