Diary

As if I'm magically attracted to it. Or there's a sticky note on my forehead that says "Give my...

I have no idea exactly how this works. I don't need to. You don't need to know everything. You have to...

We're still talking about my eyes, nose and teeth. Not forgetting my bedsore behind my ear, which...

My ears are almost deaf. At least now I don't have to put up with my carers' constant phone calls to my mum....

Did someone claim that everything is optional equipment at Audi? After all, all five of my cars had a seat. Unlike mine...

Why? Because ALS is an arsehole. Why? Because she pushes me into this corner. Why? Because I don't have a better...

There's nothing to lose. As of today, I'm quitting, starting my own company and poaching Matthias, July and indeed Tom.

The nurse who, despite photographs of evidence, cannot be convinced that tightly stretched ligaments cause pain.

This should have been a completely different post with my photo of the month. But somehow it fits...

But then comes the cut. I have done nothing. And nothing happens. No more storage, no more suction, no more...