This is very sad and scary. I've been trying to figure out why they took him to HMC and not UWMC, which was closer by far.
My husband was half this man's age when a blood clot filled three out of four chambers of his own heart. The end really occured that quickly. My deepest condolences to the Maleng family.
Death is not as fun as you make out, Charles. In fact, it's a major drag.
Reminds me of my ex in Vancouver wanting to be there when the cat was put down - only someone who has no idea what death is like romanticizes it.
Quite frankly, death sucks. Big time.
Charles, I can't help but connect your obsession with the eloquent and gripping monologue by "Cop #1" in Zoo. I finally saw it last night. Beautiful movie.
Joan Didion's husband died of a heart attack; she wrote a book about that event's effect on her life called The Year of Magical Thinking. If you appreciate Didion's work, you might be interested in reading this book.
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