Richard H.---watch it!! Before my six-month sojourn in Dumfries Infirmary, I had few alarming symptoms. I ate what I liked, and plenty of it. Even a pint --or three or four--- of beer had little detrimental effect till a few days before I went down. On Friday fifth of November at 5am. I was swinging by my toes [eejit!] on the rungs of a ladder, just before coming off nightshift. At 5pm the same day I was on the "probably dying" list in a hospital ward. DON'T ignore any symptoms---it ain't worth it!

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-Joe Offer-