I was breathing short, rapid breaths, clutching my chest in pain, the feeling of an elephant sitting on my chest being unbearable. "Nurse...nurse" I called out meekly with no avail as my vision was beginning to fade out from my first heart attack. I felt my life slowly slip away before it ultimately ended. My last thought was of Katrina 'baby...I'll see you soon..I love you' before my last breath left my body.
I jolted awake, my eyes bulging out of my head, breathing hard clutching my chest, my heart racing and pounding as I swung my head around freaking out. "Finally it worked" the doctor said, putting away the paddles away " you had a heart attack..what are the odds of committing suicide and failing only to have a heart attack in a hospital in the same day" he said with a hint of humor in his voice. I didn't reply, my heart still racing and I lay back closing my eyes. He sighed "We got rid of your arm restraints just incase you by some god given miracle have another issue, you can press the button and no-" "she hates me...Katy hates me" I interrupted him, mumbling the words but still loud enough for him to hear. "Yeah I'm paid to fix health issues, not give relationship advice. You need that then go see a therapist" he said as I heard his footsteps leave the room. I sighed, my heart still racing as I laid back down. "She hates me....she hates me...she hates me" I kept mumbling over and over, my hands clenching tightly on the bed sheets, partially from the spasms and partially from my grief. I eventually passed out repeating it over and over as events unfolded around me of life changing proportions.
