"Some kind of virus" was their final diagnosis. Dehydration. Renal failure. Extremely low blood pressure. She was 25.
I can't look at her. I can barely walk out the door. I wake up at 4am vomiting.
At the funeral I lay my hand on her cold forehead. I don't remember hitting the floor.
15.11.42
12 years ago
2 comments:
Wow. That's quite powerful.
It's a combination of a three different events, one involving me. The other two involved the death of family members.
Post a Comment