Anyway she continued hustling and she tried to cut the bone into half but in stead she slashed my throat a little. Ouch right?? It bled and I spat in agony. She asked If she could stop but I was determined to take the little rascal out.
Anyway moral of this story is always be careful when eating fish. You never know what that tiny bone might do to you.
But anyway as the saying goes, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger so I am gonna stay positive although I sure don't feel like it right now :'(.
I have wounds and a scar in my throat right now....