Here's some unsolicited advice: If your grandmother/mom/aunt/veritable stranger on the street, has ever told you to gargle with vinegar should you ever find yourself with a sore-ish throat, and if you are even slightly prone to any kind of mishap, DON'T DO IT.
My dear, sweet, precious Grama always whipped out this vinegar and salt concoction each time any of acted like our throat was even a bit tender. I would usually just let it sit there waiting for Kingdom Come because there was NO WAY I was putting that stuff in my mouth.
Fast forward to the day before yesterday. I thought to myself that plenty of my elders' wisdom (which I had formerly discounted) has indeed turned out to be beautifully accurate. So, I walked confidently into my pantry, grabbed the apple cider vinegar bottle, and took it straight up. All was good until somehow, somewhere, someway, my body decided that it needed to inhale. While gargling.
So, to recap: I, Gayle, inhaled and ingested the apple cider vinegar.
You know, there just aren't words to describe how one feels in the immediate aftermath of vinegar inhalation/ingestion. I can tell you that my older boys, while very concerned that I couldn't breathe, were making the case alot stronger within their minds that their Mama is certifiable.
Once my shocked lungs decided to participate with me in the act of breathing again, I coughed so hard and so long that I saw those little silvery stars right before I did That Which I Swore I'd Never Do In My Sink. You know, the word that rhymes with "comet"? Oh the fun never ends!! I still have broken blood vessels around my eyes.
Now, while I must resume this crazy-busy schedule that we have going on, I will tell you, dear friends, to stick to the cough drops.