I'm one of those people that near death doesn't phaze me at all. You could tell me I have the flesh eating disease, but needed a test to be 100% certain, and I'd be like "really... that sucks, alright what have I got to do?" (<-- actually happened)
New lease on life? Not really.
People handle situations differently. If death is part of life, near death is also, by definition, part of life. Hope all is well... and smack your partner for his careless mistake (good to know that you realize how the mistake happened though)
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