Fortunately. I got weird one this year. My flat mate died. 11 of September.
He was 44. I came for one-two days for blood test, at 8 of the morning. He was sliping and snoring as usual. I went to sleep also, because of that two nights I spent in the bus without sleeping.
I woke up at 15 about, took shower, tea... And knocked to his door. No answer. I opened it...
He was prone on the floor already. I touched him and saw puddle of blood under him. I called ambulance, tried to help - he was still alive. Doctors tried to save him, but... I got big portions of blames from them, that didn't call for help in time. I deserved that I think all the time now so, despite on that conclusion was - perforated ulcer. Nobody is able to help in this case. Then two weeks took to find his relatives and to transfer him and his things. A lot of things. And a lot of unknown facts opened. All of this time his room was sealed ... So now I am living with his death together and it becomes unbearable, despite on all my attempts to run off from this. Till now. I believe that it till now only.
But my blog created to show "beautiful life" everywhere, so please, below, under "vacation" link, a lot of it as well...
Sunday, September 30, 2007
chime
night cafe
parade, parade, parade...
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