she knew 3 days before, said she felt death coming on, she was afraid. I was totally useless as there was nothing medicine, money or guns could help her. Decided to stay shitfaced to cope. Her docs admonished me, being shitfaced with dengue fever leads to hallucinations, she went hard, what they feel is the world forgetting them, they fear it, I have spoken to her many times since, sometimes she replies with good advice when I am sleeping/dreaming fugue state. Her biggest fear was not for herself, but for left behinds,
hope it helps. Dunno if others care/can add to that. Nov 17th 1984 bad fucking year.
thanx,
bill