Which part of that read like sincerity to you? I’ve been fascinated to hear the responses. Did you think I was making the story up as a lie that I thought would be persuasive, or that it was actually a (maybe slightly batty) actual recollection of some great-aunt who’s the type you comparison-shop for emergency heart-attack care for? Do you think people like my imagined Hilda actually exist — who’d really rather die than overpay for a resucitation — or people like imaginary me imagine must exist?

Oh, and did the “She didn’t answer — I think it might have been due to the unconsciousness” line really not let you in on the joke?