I'm firmly in the rather not know camp... fuckin' hate hospitals.
I agree.
Had an uncle who died in his late 50's.
He wasn't an alcoholic because he turned up for work every day
He legally married two women (at separate times) when divorce was illegal in Ireland. Caused a bit of fuss when both claimed Widow's Allowance.
He was a big rugby fan and was always in the pub before and after a match. He might even have gone to the rugby games as well?
He died in his sleep on a bus on the way back from an international rugby match in London.
Apart from the 2 wives, everyone has 'fond' memories of him...
Or you could just hang on until the bitter end...