My latest piece is up at Broad Street Review. It begins:
My second heart attack came one day short of two months after my first.
I was leaving cardio-rehab, ten sessions into a projected 36. I had set personal bests on the treadmill and the stationary and recumbent bikes. But pain had settled in my chest. It was different than my prior chest pain but not different enough.
My first heart attack had set me thinking about forgiveness, but, behind the wheel of my car, I cursed myself for having overdone it. I made apologies and promises to God.
The pain didn’t clear. I returned to rehab. A nurse hooked me to an EKG. Another called 911. The last thing I remember is a paramedic saying, “We’re going to have to cut this shirt off you, sir.”
You can read the rest of it HERE:
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