BRAVE NEW WORLD…
Sunday, August 24th, 2008This week’s blog will be a short one.
On Tuesday morning, this past week, I got a call from my maker, who had instructed my heart to turn leaden while I was sleeping. When I awoke out of a strange dream at 7:16 a.m., my chest, elbows to wrists, and my ability to think clearly felt like that good ole feller–that 2000 pound elephant–had settled in on all of them. I fooled around taking a hot shower, tried to get back into bed, finally cut through all my DENIAL and realized that I was being visited with a gen-u-wine heart attack.
Exercising the poorest of judgment, I threw on a pair of pants, a shirt, and slipped into my Chinese sneakers, grabbed my car keys (I didn’t want to upset the neighbors with early-morn sireens and lights) even though the ambulance building is a mere five blocks up the street. I nursed my old car around the building, started for the hospital, not considering what would happen if I passed out on the way there. Who would ever find me in time? Who would notice me slumped over the wheel or collapsed on the driver’s seat of my 1987 Plymouth Diplomat at that hour? (more…)




