Sunday, October 09, 2011
Happy Days For Black Market In Netherlands.
I woke up feeling as if every muscle in my body was tensed up; my facial muscles were especially painful, my jaw was clenched shut, relaxing seemingly had no effect.
Eventually I managed to open my mouth, this loosened the jaw muscles, what a relief that was, and it had felt like a huge force was constricting my jaws, keeping them tightly locked shut.
A horrible feeling, sadly one I also had yesterday, this may mean it will happen more often, I hope it will not be everyday, but it might so I will have to try to cope with it.
That’s not easy; before I opened my mouth I could hardly breathe, it made it a huge struggle, not a pleasant way to start the day.
It got better once I could breathe regularly again, this is a scary development, and it feels like this is a preview of what will happen to me
Not a pleasant perspective, but how could being choked to death be pleasant, that is precisely why I am glad I have got the request at the doctor to assist my death, I prefer that to being crushed.
Right now looking forward to Richie getting back from the park and straightening me up, I have collapsed again, despite his doing everything he could to stop me sagging to the left,
At least it has worked for an hour, but now I m sagging once again, I hope that Maurits and Richie can work out how to best support me in maintaining a good sitting position.
There’s also the dreadful news that the rightwing Dutch government have decided to recriminalise some strong cannabis, ''welcoming'' back the gangsters who run the black-market.