Another conversation about death: ‘You can stab your heart – you won’t feel it – the heart’s autonomous’ he says. I twist my daughter’s abandoned pipe cleaner into a blue, three-petalled flower. My father’s heart is doing its own thing – racing blood around his body too fast, forcing him to lie down. Only he … Continue reading Progressive Heart Failure
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