... my life came to an end. Of course, that is metaphorical, but not for my beloved
missredd. She passed away from a deep-vein thrombosis that led to a pulmonary embolism. This is a fancy way of saying she died from a blood clot. One minute she and I were holding each other and the next, she was gone.
missredd was 27 years old and in relatively good health
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