I was watching the repeat of the Karlsruher SC - 1.FC Köln match on TV (given the original broadcast was on another channel and my father was watching the UEFA Super Cup and I couldn't protest given his club ManU was in action) and it scared me on Cologne's Ümit Özat collasping on the pitch. I remembered watching coach Christoph Daum was shedding tears. The TV cameras did aimed at him at one time when the medical staff was attending to Özat.
Considering there has been cases in the past of footballers who died on the pitch before, it's understandable how Daum felt. It's always scary. So the reports I read said that Özat's conditions have stabilised. Jan, I know you are a Cologne supporter. Any latest developments on what really cause the collaspe?
Whenever I read of such reports, it always reminded me that heart-related diseases has struck on especially my mother side of the family. My late maternal grandfather actually died of a stroke six years ago. This was after he was being admitted to hospital two weeks beforehand. Died in his sleep. He has already contracted heart attack when I was seven (this was eight years before he came down with a stroke) and even all the more back then it puzzled the doctors given my grandfather had never dranked and smoked ever in his life. He has always lived healthily. So on the day he came down with stroke, I remembered my mother was almost shaken by it. It's her father after all. Which was why I still remembered on the morning the doctor called us that my grandfather died (I was actually preparing for school and I still attended anyway), my mother broke down at once. With my grandmother (who is still alive), he actually also live with us (it only happened after we moved house).
The last time I ever met my grandfather at the hospital (this was the week before he eventually passed away), he still recognised me. Considering whatever the aftereffects after someone has come down with a stroke, I was already mentally prepared of him not able to recognise his eldest grandchild. He became a grandfather after I was born. It was ironic, given he actually passed away on the week before his birthday.

The week before it's Chinese New Year (the most biggest event for the Chinese and people like me of direct Chinese descent given my grandparents actually came from China themselves). My late maternal grandfather was actually a Chinese New Year baby himself. Yeah, in his time, the lunar calendar was used and not the Roman calendar we use nowadays. So whenever there's Chinese New Year, it was even all the more special in our family and among our extended relatives. Since then, Chinese New Year has never really been the same again. Given I had always knew growing up, the first day of Chinese New Year...is also my grandfather's birthday.
Sorry if I launched into a 'soap opera'.

Given again, my grandfather's death six years ago had made me realised that my most biggest fear in life is - losing someone who is close to me. Because for the first time ever in my life, I experienced such things.