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I had around 15 minutes before losing consciousness. By that time, I'd considered posting on social media, rejected that idea in favor of calling 911, then grabbed my phone and keys before parking my body outside in an easy to find location.

They all arrived as I was fading. "Come back here and help me. I don't want this one coding on me too." Last memory before waking up in the hospital.

"A fat guy died 13 years ago, so as you see can people's hearts randomly explode all the time."

The fact that they're reaching this hard is actually a good sign.