Day before yesterday, a woman from this apartment building was taken by ambulance to the hospital. She was conscious and speaking with the EMTs. She has always breathed really hard, every time I see her, except the day before yesterday. She lives alone, but had a woman helping her yesterday, as she often does.

Seeing the flashing lights and the EMTs increased my anxiety, but seeing things take place in a very matter-of-fact way, and the apparent availability of help at the hospital, was reassuring.

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