Jasmine's Place Issue No. 19 - September/October 2017 | Page 10

My church is quite large , and many people stand in the aisles during the one hour prayer time . I had to navigate through the large number of people when it was time for me to go forward . As I made my way through the crowd , my heart started beating rapidly as it always does before I speak in front of people .
I didn ’ t think much of it at first .
However , by the time I reached the steps to the small platform , my heart sped up . It was racing now ; beating faster and harder than it ever had at a time like this . The room began to spin , and I felt very dizzy . I reached to grab hold of something - anything to steady myself . Thinking this did not make sense ! I was about to speak and now felt as though I would pass out . At that exact moment , darkness like a black curtain rolled across my line of vision from the left , proceeding right .
I only remember it reaching as far as my nose …
I never for one moment thought I was dying .
After feeling faint , the next thing I remember are the ambulance doors opening at the hospital and the two paramedics rolling me out on the gurney .
My sister was standing there . She received a text message from my son who lives two hours away and had been called by my church .
They were told I had suffered an apparent heart attack , and I was not responding to resuscitation efforts . While my son traveled from his home , my sister arrived at the hospital , and was standing in the ambulance bay - waiting . When the doors opened , she came quickly to
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