- Sun Dec 26, 2021 5:16 pm
#16972
Same thing happened to my Dad.
Fit as a butcher's dog, as far as anyone knew. Walked about ten miles per day with the dogs, spent his weekends either in his garden or bombing around the local lake on his dinghy, and spent his evenings as captain of the local seniors' table tennis team.
Went down the road to a match one night, finished his game, sat down, closed his eyes and toppled off his chair.
He'd never had heart trouble before that we knew of, but his aorta gave out, due to an undiagnosed blockage. It could've happened in the middle of the resus room at A&E, and it probably wouldn't have made a damn bit of difference.
"Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away."
- Philip K. Dick