Wednesday, October 24, 2007

October 24, 1977

Psalm 147
Day 13
Paul Bogle Died (1865)

Got up medium. Dressed. Felt slightly stuffy from Rabbit Fur. Phoned Aunt N_. Pops went out.


"Stuffy" was my word for Asthma. And judging by the fact I didn't write much for the next few days, I was probably having an asthma attack. Unmedicated, they usually lasted at least two days.

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