I visited my friend in hospital on Monday. I couldn’t help but laugh and smile the moment I saw him.
‘It’s not good mate. I’m 37. Total heart failure’.
‘I know, but you’re alive, mate!’
We chatted as he passed in and out of consciousness. All of the machines that are helping the blood around his body make little noises in tune with his now weak heartbeat…
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