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The ambulance sped down the road with siren blaring and lights flashing. It was a hot June day in Las Vegas, Nevada. This was my first ride ever in an emergency vehicle. I felt it rock back and forth as the driver drove over a median to bypass traffic. The medic attending to me in the back called out to the driver and instructed him to notify the hospital that they were transporting a “code white.” I was to learn later that a “code white” indicated a patient having a stroke. Less than an hour ago, I had been calmly getting ready for work when I started to feel odd. I sat down at my dining table to relax for a few minutes. But the strange sensations increased. I began feeling disoriented. The right side of my body seemed to be growing numb and I noticed that my speaking was slurred. I realized that whatever was happening, it was getting progressively worse. I asked my son, who had the day off from work, to call for an ambulance. As we approached the hospital, my mind was a jumble of thoughts. I was supposed to be at work in an hour. I had meetings to attend, projects to complete, deadlines to meet. Yet, I wasn’t in any shape to make a phone call or text a message to a coworker or my boss. I felt suddenly cut off from my world of responsibilities and to do lists. What do I do now? I felt helpless. https://www.pathwaysoflight.org/index.php/Miracles_News/full_article/10586