Sleep Apnea

I could hardly breathe, death was in the making. As the in and out slowed to out, expelling a long slow breath, I was ready for what was to come. In the far distance something familiar, more of a feeling than a memory. Enough awake now, I knew it was a bathroom call. As I stumbled to that little room, all I could think of was how good it was going to be to get back to sleep. I really don’t recall getting back in bed. If I could only get back to sleep---------. People in the room, muffled voices. “You say you just woke up and found him this way,” “Yes” I heard her say. “Must have been a heart attack”, a strange voice. But I’m not dead, I’m not dead” I tried to scream. Yet, I could not move at all. In the far distance something familiar, I was holding my breath, which I let out in a long, long sigh of relief--------------, as the alarm clock came into full being. © Jul 18 2010 For Nikko’s “twist and shock” contest