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I am not afraid to die, he says, I still take the maximum out of each day like I always did. And I have an excellent doctor, she is the most clever lady I have ever met, I do everything she says and nothing more. No matter what people say.

I am told that he is a very sick man, and that his name is on the waiting list for a transplantation. Hence the temporary job, until his operation, whenever that will be.

But it's my wife, he sighs, she is driving me absolutely crazy. She cannot understand that I won't search on the Internet all day and grasp every single possibility there is in the world to get better.


With his eyes on me I nod, not knowing what to say. It would be easy to agree and take his side. Obviously I admire the way he deals with it all, and I have never actually met his wife, but how could I NOT sympathize with her?




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