Dead Man Walking
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.