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Dead Man Walking

By John Hirst

On Thursday I went down with either the common cold or influenza and by Sunday I have no energy or strength for almost anything. Last night I struggled to carry a 10kg bag of coal from Nissa, just around the corner. I was stopping every few yards to catch my breath. Some years ago the Prison Medical Service arranged for me to have my sinuses fixed. I think they made the matter worse. In any event, I generally tend to breathe through my mouth instead of my nose. For a number of years I have noticed I could not both smoke and walk as the shortage of breath got to me. (I know I should not be smoking!). With my nose blocked solid, I only have my mouth to keep me alive. But, this illness, the slightest exertion floors me.

Normal service will resume as soon as possible.

Full post as published by prisonlawinsideout on November 23, 2008 (boomark / email).