Death by Rheumatic Hearth Disease... A 20 year old patient of mine just died. Again just another day at the hospital. Some make it through, some don't. A funny feeling always come over me every time one of our patient dies. Like butterflies in my tummy, or even a mouse or a rat. Some say it's meant to be or it's the will of God. While some say it's his own fault because he did not take good care of himself. The point is the person is dead. Life goes on for his love ones, well after the mourning part is over. Are we really insignificant? Just a speck of dust in this universe? Oh well! time to sleep...
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