Easter Sunday I sat down to have myself a nice large milkshake (Bryers Ice Cream). I was almost finished with my milkshake. As I went to down the last bit in my cup something other that ice cream went into my mouth. As I started coughing trying to remove what was stuck, my brother had to hit me on my back several times to remove the object from down my throat. When it did finally come out I was shocked to see that it was an ice cream nozzle. I had to go to the emergency room because of the pain in my throat. I didn't get home untill 4 in the morning. I ended up with scaring and inflammation in my esophagus. I will forever be nervous about drinking a milkshake.