It felt like a bolt of lightning. White, blue and black all flashed before my eyes. I wanted to crawl out from under the tractor, but I couldn't.

I used to tramp through the woods for half a day, but not now.

Everything I had to do - break the eggs, stir the batter - caused pain, but I wanted to do it.

This is how bad I was. I thought I saw a panda bear outside the window of my fourth floor room.

I remember feeling cold and them calling for a heating unit. Then I heard the phone call the PA made to the doctor. I could pick up some of the stuff she was saying. I wasn't good.