July 2, 1011, Saturday. I was surfing the net when I suddenly realized I was seeing red. A thin film of red was on my left eye. It was around 4 in the afternoon. The ink-like stain could not be seen from the outside, this I found out when I looked in the mirror. The thin film of red was in my left eye. The first thought that came into my mind was that I was having stroke or cardiac arrest - the bursting blood vessels. I went numb all over, a burning sensation crept in the back of my neck, my head felt like it was about to explode and breathing became a struggle as a lump dangerously formed in my throat. Death came for me through the back door. I stopped short of saying goodbye to family and friends when the last shred of my sanity said I probably could still make it to the ER. As a child, you cry out to your mother when you're in the claws of pain or fear. As a grownup, you speak the name of somebody, someone, something even more powerful than her.
The nurse said my BP was 120/80. Normal. My ECG showed the same results. The doctor asked me if I ever considered, no offense meant she said for good measure, seeing a psychiatrist for my anxiety.
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