<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Projects on kor.bar</title><link>https://kor.bar/projects/</link><description>Recent content in Projects on kor.bar</description><generator>Hugo -- 0.154.0</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://kor.bar/projects/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A heart's beat</title><link>https://kor.bar/projects/a-heart-beat/</link><pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://kor.bar/projects/a-heart-beat/</guid><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A heart attack, or myocardial infarction, occurs when blood flow, carrying essential oxygen to a section of the heart muscle, is severely reduced or blocked, typically by a plaque-induced blood clot.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;In Feb 2024, my mum suffered a heart attack.
In fact, she probably suffered multiple of them. Initially, she thought it just a mild indigestion, and didn&amp;rsquo;t go to the hospital until it was too late. But it was too late. For two years, she was in a limbo. Fighting for a recovery that never came.
Caring for her, we were unsure if she would dare to carry on. To fight.
And in November 2025, she proclaimed in front of her medical council that she &amp;ldquo;ain&amp;rsquo;t kicking the bucket just yet&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>