MORTALITY

A friend, who shall remain nameless, has a relative who has suffered from stroke. Er… er… the scientific-term-that-starts-with-an-a escapes me at the moment… but I’m sure it’ll come back. For some weird reason, the word ‘angina’ comes to mind… hm… not sure. Anyway… this relative is 50 years old. Almost the same age as my parents and all my aunts and uncles. Kinda makes you think, eh? So young… yet near death (I haven’t heard that he/she has died… but the family is just waiting for him/her to pass away). Out of nowhere… just… boom! Blood vessel in the brain wrecked… and bye-bye. The person’s dead.

Ok… yknow what? I’ll stop now. This post is sooo sabog… it’s 430 in the morning… and I guess my brain cells (cerebellar part – the one that coordinates everything) is out of whack due to lack of sleep and caffeine. Heh.