It’s the heart that kills you in the end
On both sides of my family are faulty hearts. Maternal side is faulty valves and Paternal side is clogged arteries necessitating stents. One of my younger brothers went in for his third stent just yesterday. It’s some scary stuff. My dad died of heart failure – perhaps a stent could have saved him. My mother died of pulmonary disease or at least that is what the death certificate says – she actually died of heart failure due to pulmonary disease.
I guess it is fitting that my family would be plagued by matters of the heart. Fitting.