Panic

You were sure you were dying. You were not, and you never were.The racing heart. The air that will not go all the way in. The certainty, total and physical and undeniable, that this is the heart attack, the stroke, the moment you lose your mind in front of everyone. And then it passes. You survive. And under the relief a quieter terror moves in: the fear that it will happen again.That fear is the ...