As an intern I am working on a quiet office afternoon. Then I hear strange noises in the hallway. There I find a woman gasping for breath. As I do the Heimlich grasp, all the next steps flash through my mind: from calling 911 to CPR and rescue breathing. Fortunately, the Heimlich succeeds: a candy and a lot of mucus come loose. When I’m still high in the adrenaline after that, the lady herself turns out not to be impressed. She walks in: “Here, roll of candy, I don’t want them anymore.”
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A version of this article also appeared in the May 15, 2023 newspaper.