i nearly died

before I go on, I made the boy come with me.
  so, we were in this skipping class and the boy was my partner and we were skipping (badly) as a pair. i looked down and saw this mother of all dust balls and was just thinking, 'cor, that's a big...' SUCK! and in it goes into my mouth. it was firmly lodged in my throat and i was trying to cough it up. the boy thought I'd hit myself with the skipping and was just looking at me, confused. then i was frantically pointing at his bottle of water as i really couldn't breathe by this point. he just couldn't work out what i was choking on. after a few glugs of water, the dust ball seem to have soaked up the water and expanded. then the boy was giving me the heimlich and then the instructor. all very embarrassing. ask the while all i could think was that the instructor smelled nice, like incense. the worse bit was that the dust ball was beginning to disintegrate and all the while, the instructor was still heimlich-ing me even though i was starting to breathe normally by this point. a couple of things, firstly, how much gross shit did i swallow? dead skin cells and the like. and secondly, can you imagine the boy having to tell my mum. the boy, 'so, Heidi, billychica died. we were skipping as a pair and this giant dust ball got stuck in her throat and she died.' not sure whether my mum wouldn't have questioned her English comprehension at that point.