So, cardiac arrest, huh? This story gets weird.
My heart stopped on 9/20/17 while walking alone on the James F. Hall Trail... exactly 2 months after being diagnosed with cancer. Writing these words, thinking them, saying them is bizarre… that’s the only way I can describe it. I guess it’s bizarre because I haven’t fully processed what happened. “You nearly died” is what my oncologist said to me. My reaction? I giggled. To me, this interaction verifies that I haven’t fully processed what happened. Though, as I write this, m