Diary

Not much. The nail fold inflammation eventually developed into an ingrown nail. Reasons for this? It is not known.

One thing is for sure, no one will get rich there. Prof. Ludolph and his team are committed out of conviction. Their profession is their vocation.

Too much for me today. I dim the light, close my eyes and try to at least get a grip on my breathing, despite the sacrilegious pain.

No time has always been an excuse for no desire. Yes. No desire. No desire to get upset. There are more important things to do.

My involvement is not desired. So maybe I am, but only if I do it according to my care provider's idea. Not in the way I think makes sense.

These are moments when you seriously ask yourself why you are doing this to yourself. You want to pour petrol over the truck and burn everything down.

What is it about correcting people that gives me inner satisfaction? Should I be worried? I don't think so, it has always been like that.

When you have an oxygen saturation of 78, explain to your nurse that you have an oxygen concentrator...

I would be stupid if I didn't understand it. That would be sad, but I couldn't blame myself for it, because I wouldn't understand it at all. Funny.

I only have one answer as to why no one has yet come up with the idea of developing a stylish but functional patient emergency call that is affordable. I can't even find a suitable part if I delete the "chic".