Übergriffigkeit

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 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.

"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.

Page views: 562 Welcome to my world of a maximum of 3.5 hours sleep. Been like this for about two weeks now. Even in the presence of my sister and taking photos to explain, I'm told I'm wrong. The mask is on correctly. Apart from pulling it even tighter - which doesn't make it blow into my eyes any less, it just doesn't even blow into my eyes any more...

Page views: 486 Dear diary, ouch. This week is already off to a good start. If I don't publish anything at the weekend of all days, it's usually for the same reason. Without wanting to attach any importance to it: Maintenance. And without wanting to put a stamp of approval on care, individual positive achievements cannot hide the miserable overall performance of my care service. True story....

Page views: 820 People simply don't want to believe me when I say that I'm not hungry or have no appetite right now and therefore don't want any more food to drink. People just don't want to believe me when I say that 1.5 litres of the finest Munich tap water via the PEG will last me until 4pm. I'm not in the mood to drown. You want to...