My aunt's family doctor passed away a few years ago. Choked on a pork chop. I think he was 62.
I personally don't mind pork chops but ever since I heard about the doctor I've been afraid of them.
Once, while waiting on a friend who was finishing up their grocery store run, I ate a few too many bites of a fresh bread loaf. There was no water in the car nor any other consumable liquid. While not being able to breathe, I ran into the grocery store and barely made it to their water fountain. Bread is so yummy, but in moderation.
