The School Nurse Said I Was “Faking It”—Then My Heart Stopped in the Hallway

your doctor.” My pencil hovered over blank paper as I pressed my palm against my chest and felt it—a hard, fast thumping that suddenly stuttered, missed a beat entirely, then surged so violently I felt it in my throat. My mouth tasted like metal. I tried to focus on the math, on limits and slopes, but my body kept pulling my attention inward like a continue reading …