“Hello!? Are you okay?!” she asked, as I lay in a puddle of my own sweat.

At least I thought it was my sweat.

Bewildered I asked, “What happened?!”

“I don’t know! Do you want me to call an ambulance?”

“Sure,” I said resignedly.

“Can you move?”

I lifted my arms an inch before they slammed back down on the table, “Yes, but I have no energy.” The thought of what…