And it struck again on day shift. Another use of force on the same guy as yesterday. Gunny. They took him up to medical to get x-rays since he seemed to have calmed down a bit. But on the way back into the house he started bucking again.
So he got sprayed again.
And put on the floor again.
At least it was inside on the smooth concrete and not out in the gravel like yesterday.
And now he's limping like he's horribly crippled up and in severe pain. He can hardly move and it takes him several minutes just to get up off his bunk for his dinner.
The problem with that is that I have seen him do this same thing before. And before it was just an act. He would act like he was in terrible pain for whatever... sympathy and extra pain meds, I guess.... But when he thought that you weren't looking, he'd be just fine. One minute he couldn't walk and the next he'd be doing jumping jacks.
So I don't know if it's an act or not. He's pretty banged up. But he did cause it himself so I don't really have much sympathy for him. As a matter of fact, there are two business cards I keep in my wallet and I tuck my sympathy for the inmates between those two cards. Keeps it fresh and wrinkle free.
There were some pretty active storms rolling through the area. I heard the warning tones on the radio and someone said possibility of tornadoes down south of us. We never got hit other than a little rain, but BG and I sat out on the rec yard and watched the lightning. Some of it was pretty spectacular. We went "Ooh!" and "Aah!" and "Wow!" like it was the 4th of July. But it was all pretty far away so we didn't have to quit doing rec.
A fair to middlin' good night, all in all.
And thanks to that blogging genius Guy, I am setting my posts to publish at 2:00 am. This way I don't have to try to be witty and brilliant first thing in the morning while I'm pouring coffee down my neck. I learned the trick from him. One of these days I'm going to discover exactly what time of the day I am witty and brilliant. I keep looking. Don't lose hope!
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