I still have not
received my property. Most of the other
guys I came with have, as have the guys who came in Friday after me. So I think I should receive it in the next
two days. I hope tomorrow.
I was on the
softball diamond again and have all but nothing left. I can throw the ball about sixty feet, with
nothing on it. I do not move very well
either.
Since July 31st I
have noticed a major physical loss of ability and energy. I am heading on that increasing spiral to
death.
It is
disappointing.
I saw Dr. Patrick
Murphy today. He said they will not
transfer me to the DCI infirmary. When
the time comes I will be placed on the long term care unit here to be cared for
until death.
No more
transfers.
I am reading Mary
Roach's Stiff: The Curious Life of Cadavers, and I had it with me. He kept on looking at the book and must think
I am some really morbid freak. That is
funny.
It was the only
worthwhile book in the units collection.
Plus it is interesting and witty.
Plus I do not have this sanctimonious belief of the human body after
death. We are just a sack of molecules
at that point.
I just hope some
of mine end up as part of a plum tree in my parents back yard after I am dead.
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