ER: Caught On Camera

I’m lying in the ER, staring at the fluorescent lights, replaying every second that led me here. It started as a normal Tuesday—coffee, meetings, the usual grind—until a sharp, searing pain ripped through my chest mid-sentence. I thought it was indigestion, maybe stress. But then my arm went numb, and the room tilted. I remember gasping to a coworker, “Call 911,” and the chaos that followed: sirens, needles, a blur of masked faces. Now, I’m alive, but I can’t shake how close I came to the edge.