Real scare

I just had a heart attack. Well, maybe not, but it was really scary. I was sitting by my desk writing, drinking tea, and suddenly I felt like my heart was being squeezed together. Twice. On wobbly legs I went downstairs and laid down on the bed. Diane came up to see what was the matter. “This is how you die,” I thought. With no medication in the house, Diane poured me a glass of sherry. No, I wasn’t dead but still pretty shaken up. I really have to go to the doctor …