I sincerely hope he was of advanced age and among friends.
He was 56 and I was told by the police that a sailor from the us navy tried helping him.
Friday he made the last payment on his gravesite (he knew he had a serious heart problem) and told my mother now I can die, then Monday he died.
My mother told me he slept the whole weekend and that I should never do that. Since then if i get tired day after day I start to wonder. I don’t have a heart problem though I do have a leg problem. Yesterday a third doctor recommended I might have a collapsed vein removed from my leg because the blood is going in the wrong direction. First I am to try a compression leg bandage and after 8 weeks see how that goes and if I can live with it. I told the doctor give me ten more years so I can see my daughter grown up.