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As if I'm magically attracted to that. Or a note stuck to my forehead that says "Give my doctors and me something to do, we're bored".

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.

Did someone claim that everything is optional equipment at Audi? At least all five of mine had a seat. Unlike my Rollis...

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 my chat with a friend today fits my mood better.

But already the cut comes. I have done nothing. And nothing happens. No more bedding, no more suctioning, no more foot bath prescribed by the doctor. Everything fails.

Page views: 512 Quite a lot of content I've produced here in the past few weeks. It's easy to lose track. Wink smiley. To make sure you don't miss any of the most read articles, I'll briefly introduce you to some of them here. My click numbers are ridiculous and negligible. What the heck, van Gogh only became famous after his death....