Oh, this is awful.

Dying is ...

Was reading it when my AV block came on suddenly, had severe palpitations - and mind, this hasn't happened for almost 1 month. The blog was so ... different.

You can talk to the patient, do all the fricking cofm "oh, I feel for you" blah and visit the patient all you want, but you can never BE the patient.

And I felt true love in the blog, one of those truer-than-true romances that never make it to the big screen, simply because it's too profound to be expressed in words or even the best acting. In this sense, she really was blessed, to be given such unconditional love as what her husband gave. She's Singaporean, BTW, and moved to Rotterdam.