‘I’m lucky to be alive’: Robbo’s secret health battle

I can’t get air in.It’s dark, about 5.30am, and I am sitting on my bed, feet on the floor and wondering what the f–k is happening.My chest is aching because of the tight lungs and my breathing is short. A Gatling gun of 20-25 breaths every 10 seconds. I’m panicking and no matter how hard…


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