Oh no, another entry of an emo rants by the ever emotional ACS again.
Sorry, dont read la pan.
I went to GH to trace the results and to arrange for a cool frozen section procedure (but distance from OT to lab is 17 km)
then I met the relatives of a young patient.
25 year old, with thymoma. We opened up abt 3-4 months ago, and found the very vascularise mass to be encapsulating the heart, no way we can excise that.
Discharge him, back home.
He was depressed.
I met him once with his very caring sister in shopping mall once, 2 months ago I think.
Sister says he is depressed, not doing much, so brought him to mall and movie.
I saw his mother and sister.
He passed away on Monday.
Tragic and fragile isnt it?
Passing away at such a tender age.
So many deaths I came across recently.
Am I getting old, or the people I know getting older?
We will all die i know.
The tragic thing is that we dont know when, and how.
Death it self, the end of everything, is not that tragic.
It ends everything.