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Escape from the Olivos Clinic where he was admitted disguised as a nurse. It was the plan that Maradona had devised to get out of the hospital, to get out of that room where he was hospitalized for having undergone surgery on his head. A subdural edema in the left region had been removed, an operation to which he had to undergo because his health had deteriorated. He seemed to be better, that little by little he recovered from the umpteenth knot of a reckless life, which led that mercury of all times even though he was bedridden and ill to the point that they helped him walk. That god on earth who mixed talent and magic no longer even had the strength to stand on his legs.
Sad, lonely, depressed. This is how the former Pibe de Oro appeared on the last trip of the long farewell, before delivering the mortal remains to the pain and emotion that have crossed the entire world. The dialogue with the assistant in charge of following the therapy tells what El Diez had become, what his psychological state was, how he felt tested, tired, crushed by the weight of a success that stunned in every way, only hurting himself same.
“What would you do if you were Maradona?” is the question directed by D10s to the nurse who had entered his room. “The truth, Ten, I don’t want to be a second Maradona”, the answer told in the article published by the Clarín newspaper. “The same thing happens to me … I would like to take a vacation from being Maradona”.
A few days later, on November 25, Maradona died in his room at the San Andrés house of cardiac arrest. That heart put to the test by a life of excess, that heart that so many times had risked exploding and going mad, stopped beating shortly before noon. It was not enough to bring him back to his family, surrounded by the dearest affections, away from the clamor that accompanied him throughout his life. Even after death.
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