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That's how close together they are, praise and blame. Everything back to square one. What an irony that the PDL and GF have announced themselves. There would be a need for optimisation.

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".

Weed? I did. Write about it? I'm just starting to. For today, I'd like to revisit the questions I couldn't answer at the time, or only half-answered.

My first post at two to, not two past twelve. I went among the poets. My carers have found my blog.

Aren't I nice? I don't want an upgrade. I don't want more money. I just want the lies to disappear from the report. The MDK came up with all the rest themselves.

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

We are still talking about my eyes, nose and teeth. Not to mention my decubitus behind my ear, which of course has not improved one bit.

My ears are almost deaf. At least now I don't have to put up with my carers constantly phoning Mummy.