Dad's 59th birthday was the pits! He had to work all day even though it was Saturday. He got home around 6 for dinner. After the second bite of dinner some roast got stuck in this throat. He tried for two hours to dislodge the meat. He coughed, threw up, about everything he could think of. He was so miserable. Every time he swollowed the sliva would go into his lungs. I decided to take him to the ER after 2 hours of this. He didn't argue. That was a pleasant surprise. He was hurting so bad from everything his body was going through he was willing to do anything. The ER wasn't very busy when we got there. He was helped at once.