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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.

"The new one" who was left by me before she even really started working here. Which is not to say I didn't give her the chance.

So it's not for non-swimmers. I'm drowning in drool. My ear hurts. The beeping from the PEG gets on my nerves almost as much as that woman.

So you can also just turn the cushion for the seventh time. Another typical Yugo thing, men and women alike. Germans haven't done anything like that with me yet. Men as well as women.

If anything, no, if anything, I would be a populationist. Or, I would also find it kind of nice, not only an artist but also a subspeciesist.

I say bluntly what I think, sometimes through the nose, but always honestly. If you don't want to hear the answer, don't ask me.

I always find it fascinating how nurses make statements about my state of health over my head.

What a mess. Oh, pardon me, what do I know about modern staff management and image building. I'm not an expert. I have nothing more to say about it.

Hang digital picture frames everywhere in the flat and on the smoker's balcony and in the guest WC that show live what needs to be done.

Seitenaufrufe: 525 Da war doch was, lass mal nachdenken. Stimmt. Das war gestern. Nicht, dass ich es vergessen hätte. Oder davon ausgegangen wäre, dass man mich dieses Mel nicht vergessen würde. Über die Gründe dafür möchte ich keine Thesen in den Raum stellen, das wäre unnötiger Energieaufwand. Ich sage ja auch nur, dass ich das schon vorher allen gesagt...