My dad. Had his first triple heart bypass when he was 39. It was at this time he was diagnosed with diabetes. He changed his lifestyle and carried on with his life as if each day was his last. He had his quadruple bypass some 15 years later (approx), again, althou he must have been terrified, he never let it show. In fact, as it was the day I was taking one of my exams, I wasn’t told the exact date. When we went to london to see him, he insisted we went on a tour bus to see london!
Throughout this time, he always always, always grafted hard to give us the things that he never had when growing up. He never complained, just said you had to make the most of things. He was an extremely proud man and had many friends.
It was a privledge to have him as my dad.