My heart was racing. I was hyperventilating. My thoughts were an uncontrollable blur. I knew it, I was having a heart attack.
My last few moments on Earth would be spent trembling, crying and snotting all over my shirt. Goodbye life and goodbye dignity.
Fortunately, (odd outlook, I know, but ya gotta stay positive) I am a seasoned veteran of panic attacks. So while my first thought was my untimely demise, I managed to take a deep breath and remind myself this was just a really gnarly panic attack.
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