Jogging slowly around the track near the Claremont hotel, I got into a fierce argument with my friend Sally. Before I knew it, a faint feeling of nausea had developed into an inability to stand up and a terrific pain in my chest. Sally called 911 and an ambulance arrived minutes later. I guess I want to express my gratitude and tell people how lucky they are if they live within reach of Summit Hospital and have a heart incident. Before the ambulance door closed they had taken an EKG, given me 4 aspirin and 3 nitroglycerin and called ahead to have a team ready for me. I just got home a few hours ago after two days in the hospital. I  have only minor damage to my tissues as a result of their fast action. Within an hour of arriving at the hospital they had a diagnosis of coronary spasms--something I'd never heard of, and which is rare.  In addition to being grateful to all my doctors and nurses, I found I was intensely grateful just to be alive. The red and gold of the trees was more intense, my childrens'voices sweeter, the sunset merited a half hour of concentration on the pinks and blues. I'm sure I'll lapse but I made so many resolutions. Not to stress being the prim one. Especially not to stress about book matters, my tour, my readings, my reviews. Just don't. Live in the moment. Love what you hold close. Check in with me next month and see if I remember.