I read about this at The Rotund
If the allegations are true, just about the last thing this woman heard before she died was a joke about her weight.
She wasn’t even all that much fatter than me, just a stone and a bit. Two hours deliberating how to move her? Move her like you’d move anyone! 17.5 stone is not an impossible weight, for Chrissakes. My partner can get my feet off the ground on his own, though he’d put his back out if he tried to carry me any distance. I’ve been lifted over railings by burly security guys. An ambulance crew could get me in a freaking wheelchair or onto a gurney without breaking a sweat.
I feel sick.
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