The executive on the phone to Manhattan Internist John Prutting was in a state of panic. His sister-in-law had suddenly leaped from the dinner table in his apartment. She was speechless, her hands were clutching at her chest, she was becoming faint and turning blue. What could he do? The symptoms were all too familiar to Prutting. He calmly advised his caller to lean the woman over a chair, pound her on the back and reach down her throat with his middle and index fingers to dislodge the obstruction. The doctor heard loud thumping...
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