But we wealthy, educated people have got it fucked in our heads if we believe that we can flood the markets of the poorest countries in the world with plastic waste and if it rots there in the wild - or doesn't rot there - it's not our fault and it's not our problem.
This went so far with me that they held meat dishes under my nose against my will and tried to "convert" me.
Page views: 581 Yes, exciting story. Maybe you still remember. We had nothing but trouble with the PEG pump right from the start (read about it here). It sputtered around in one go. And no, of course you're not allowed to say that these days. But I am, after all I am severely disabled, correct, severely disabled (read about it here, Zwinkeysmiley). Back then, I boldly claimed...
Page views: 502 (aka medication chaos) So I really have to get one thing off my chest. Yes, documentation is a bottomless pit. Wanting to update existing documentation is a Pandora's box. But my arse. I'd rather have no documentation at all than what they've been working on - or at least what they've been working with - since last year. It...
And so, as is often the case, a message is sent to the management. And bombshell it was. It woke up a few people there and sent them into a frenzy. The very next morning, the whole baggage of my nursing service was there without any agreement. Management, quality management, team leaders. And nurses, of course. And my parents, who were visiting.
That could have backfired badly. We were lucky in our misfortune. Does someone have to die for something to - maybe - happen? My doctor is convinced that I should have been fever-free two days earlier.
Page views: 560 This is roughly what it looks like when I say the screenshot is self-explanatory. Here, for example, is an email that caused my doctor a lot of incomprehension and resigned head-shaking in the second half of the week. As funny as this may sound ex post, we're still talking about two days of unnecessary fever. And this is what my message looked like:...
Seitenaufrufe: 530 (aka „Seine 1. Worte“) Wie nur allzu oft ist das Wochenende bereits angebrochen und ich habe wieder nicht geschafft, auch nur einen einzigen Post zu schreiben. Geschweige denn, auf „veröffentlichen“ zu klicken. Davon entfernt habe ich mich so weit wie selten. Und ich kann dir sagen, an zu wenig Gesprächsstoff liegt das wahrlich nicht. Wirf mal einen...
Discussion with a carer about whether it is really a nail fold infection, as my doctor claims. She is of a different opinion. If she has her way, I'll have to get a new chiropodist straight away. Guys, she's getting on my nerves.
What kind of week was that again? Hardly a night without trouble. Last night? It was okay, I think. I'm about to file what happened under „unimportant, forget it“. That's how I started writing my text. Yesterday. Today? I'd have to revise that. After four hours of sleep, I had to be vacuumed badly. Reason follows. After all, I said that...
