June 1, 1996, I had just taken a job to build a step down unit from hospital to nursing home at a hospital near my home. I had spent one week in orientation (I was a 30 year Registered Nurse). I had just passed my 50 th birthday in April 1996. I am now 62. On the day I had cardiac death I had been under much stress due to a failing marriage, my children growing up and leaving the nest, and starting a new job. On that day I had a yard sale all day in the heat in front of my Son-in-Laws furniture store. That night I decided to go to an auction in the same town to buy more things to sell for another yard sale. I had taken a sabatacle for about three month from nursing due to having just worked myself down as assistant director of nursing in a 150-bed nursing home. I was under trememdous stress on a daily basis. When I arrived at the auction I saw my daughter( a liscensed practical nurse) and her husband. My husband was not planning to come to the auction.
