As we stepped off the sidewalk onto the grassy area outside of the townhouse where our dog usually does his first sniff and mark, my legs became very weak. I stood for a moment wondering what might be going on. This weakness disappeared and I felt somewhat normal again. We crossed the drive to the large grassy area where the community mail boxes are located. The sun was still shining bright. The morning was one of those crisp beautiful fall mornings with the leaves changing into very earthy red, orange, and brown colors. It was really a beautiful morning. About halfway across the grassy area I felt my legs begin to give up their energy again. It was a very strange feeling that I have never experienced before so I quickly sat down on the grass. I knew I was not going any further on the walk. Our dog, who is my daughters service dog sat down next to me. He is so gentle and loyal. I wonder if he sensed something was wrong. Now I am sitting in the grass wondering just what is going on with me. I thought I might be able to stand again but I began to feel more energy leaving my body as I tried to move to an elevated stance. My mind is now plotting my next steps of what I should do. “Yes, I should call someone” I thought to myself. During this thought process the next level of energy left my body. I called my wife. I was now laying on the ground and beginning to become a bit dazed. There was no pain, only that intense heartburn feeling I had experienced earlier while taking my daughter to school. I saw my neighbor’s car and messaged her one word…HELP! I then called 911. I heard the answer on my phone as I was now in a fetal position “911, PLEASE HOLD” …
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