I lay here in my bed, surrounded by family and friends, having lived the best life I could possibly imagine.
I worked hard at everything I did.
I took every opportunity I could find.
I was honest and fair to all.
If I had it to do all over again, I would not change a thing.
I feel my heart beating slower… slower… slower…
And a bright yellow rag hits me in the face.
A clear and steady voice said: “Holding… your mother… ten yards… replay first down.”
I blinked, and looked around.
Bright lights… a doctor’s face…
I screamed.