How could I ever survive the next few hours.
I couldn’t stand it.
The pain was excruciating…
My chest felt like I was being stabbed.
I couldn’t catch my breath.
I waited and called to my husband
Could he possibly take my place…
I didn’t think I should leave the house
in case I needed to go to the hospital.
He just laughed and told me to get my act together.
“I have my act together!,” I exclaimed.
Our son came in the room and asked
who was going to be his licensed person in the car
for practice for his drivers test.