Tape of the week
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.
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.
The nurse who, despite photographs of evidence, cannot be convinced that tightly stretched ligaments cause pain.
Page views: 710 This article is part of a series of articles. TK. Tracheal cannula. Not so easy, as I have realised once again on the last few pages. I remember saying something like that. Besides, these have all been topics relating to masks. With the titled question of whether I'm in favour of another invasive change in the direction of cyborg again...
Except for the area around my eyes, nose and parts of my cheeks and jaw, I have already lost control of my physical self.
I am only explaining what I think are the possible reasons why it has not been possible to change masks for a few days now.
Page views: 938 An agonising hour of pointless attempts to explain how to put the mask on correctly... and therefore a cold coffee with disgusting-tasting medication later. 30-day countdown for „Patrick has a PEG inserted“ set to zero yesterday. If the carer had read my instructions instead of making me explain the same shit every time I sat down like some infatuated teenager... he would have...