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Asphyxiated by fear, adrenaline courses up and down your arms like Bernstein conducting the Philharmonic. Your knees buckle, your mouth tastes like sand; your heart pounds like a time bomb; tick,tick,tick,tick,tick, tick,tick. You wait for the explosion, but it never comes; it just keeps, tick,tick,tick,tick, ticking. Your head rings with the commotion of a thousand chimes clanging in such a cacophony, you don't hear yourself scream… Did she really just say Alzheimer's?
