At six o’clock one evening a few years ago, I really thought my time was up.

I had spent a couple of hours working in the garden, I’d bathed, eaten and was slumped down in an easy chair with a cup of coffee and a good book.

Suddenly, I felt strange. I checked my pulse. My heart was going so fast I couldn’t begin to count it. I checked my blood pressure and pulse with a machine we have. My pulse was well over 150 and my blood pressure alternated between the absurdly high and the absurdly low. The machine lit up with all the little warning lights with which it is fitted. I…


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Source: Dr Vernon Coleman - MB ChB DSc Read the original article here: