Cheech came to visit me when I learned I had as little as six months to live. I smoked pot with him and to my complete astonishment my symptoms were gone for a day or two. It brought my blood pressure down. It was unbelievable to me. |
I realized the taunting and skepticism about my condition that I experienced when I was first jailed here in 1999 was not present with any of the jail staff this time. |
Living in limbo is better than dying in jail. |