“I was dosed up on morphine, tubes hanging out my face, I had a 1/3 chance of not making it through the night (acute pancreatitis, causing multiple organ failure).

My last two thoughts before I slipped into oblivion — what the football scores would be tomorrow, specifically, that some people would know them, and I would not, because I’d be dead.

And, I’d quite like to watch some old Simpsons right now.

That was it. Nothing about my family, friends. I’m not even *that* big of a football fan. Glad I woke up though.”