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last Saturday night. His story is tragic, one of uncontrolled addiction, first to cocaine and then alcohol. He was a young man (to me), 45 yrs old but moved like he was 85. I continued to employ him, (which I didn't need to as my yard is the size of a postage stamp) on the caveat he not turn up with any hint of alcohol in him. As such I sent him away on a couple occasions.
I spoke to him on Saturday midday, and he asked me to come and visit him, He had been in hospital a week before, scheduled for surgery for haemorrhoids, at least that's what he told me. I had visited him in the hospital and brought "stuff" for him. I found out the he subsequently discharged himself and went to his sister's place where he was when we spoke. I told him I couldn't go to see him until Sunday as I truthfully had a full afternoon already planned.
However, I have a sense of guilt in not making the effort to see him then as he died of a heart attack, later that very day, according to the DMO. I will see his body at the funeral tomorrow.
May he RIP.
I spoke to him on Saturday midday, and he asked me to come and visit him, He had been in hospital a week before, scheduled for surgery for haemorrhoids, at least that's what he told me. I had visited him in the hospital and brought "stuff" for him. I found out the he subsequently discharged himself and went to his sister's place where he was when we spoke. I told him I couldn't go to see him until Sunday as I truthfully had a full afternoon already planned.
However, I have a sense of guilt in not making the effort to see him then as he died of a heart attack, later that very day, according to the DMO. I will see his body at the funeral tomorrow.
May he RIP.
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