Part 3

I grabbed the phone and called Heather's Mom and told her to get over as fast as she could. I called 911 next and reported what had happened to the operator. The Operator told me to remain on the phone until the Ambulance arrived.

A few moments later Heather's Mom came inside and she helped me clear a path to get Heather onto the couch in the living room. I picked Heather up and carried her to the couch. When I set her down she awakened slightly and vomited all over the floor. After her final heave of vomit she lost consciousness again.

Heather's dog Atilla had witnessed the ordeal from the get go and was terrified. The dog frantically ran into my jam space room and hid in the darkness.

As I waited for the ambulance I held Heather and told her that somehow this will be alright. Gail was distraught and beginning to fall apart at the seams.

Gail and I finished moving the furniture out of the way to accommodate the stretcher. I set my body to "auto pilot" and let it handle the menial physical tasks and tried to harness and focus the energy to contact Heathers subconscious.

I was able to barely clear my mind to channel my subconscious body but no matter how hard I concentrated I couldn't find Heather, I could feel her there but I couldn't make the imprint with her.

I was able to see her face but just barely. I could see that her face was desperate and that she was trapped behind a pane of foggy glass. Heather was saying something but I couldn't hear hear, I tried to read her lips but the glass was too foggy. Within a few moments my energy had depleted and the weak connection had been lost.

When the Ambulance arrived they took Heather's blood pressure. It was 300/190! An impossible number, Heather must have overloaded the machine. I remember the look the paramedics gave each other as they stared at the monitor. Heather erupted into a massive seizure. Her eyes flickered and her limbs flailed as she foamed at the mouth. Gail recoiled in horror as the event unfolded. The seizure lasted about 10 or 15 seconds. Something I will never forget.

The Paramedics tried to get a spinal board underneath Heather but unfortunately my couch was about 4 inches too short. It was decided that I would lift Heather up while the Paramedics place the board underneath of Heather and then strap her in for transport.

The maneuver went off without a hitch and I helped the Paramedics out of the house and place Heather safely into the Ambulance. It was a blizzard! Winds gusting and the temp sitting at -38 C. I watched as they loaded Heather into the Ambulance in a pair of sweatpants and a Magrudergrinder T Shirt. Her hair blew wildly in the wind and snow as she lay lifeless on the stretcher.

I hopped into my vehicle and pulled in behind the Ambulance that had already started off through town. I called Heather's sister Alison, it was a short conversation " Heather's dying...On my way! Click.

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