Hit List (Week 34)
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.
Übergriffigkeit
Hit List (Week 32)
My ears are almost deaf. At least now I don't have to put up with my carers constantly phoning Mummy.
Hit List (Week 31)
The nurse who, despite photographs of evidence, cannot be convinced that tightly stretched ligaments cause pain.
Hit List (Week 30)
"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.
Perceptual disorders for breakfast
Page views: 548 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...
No word on Sunday
Page views: 478 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....
Your body? Exactly not.
Seitenaufrufe: 791 Man möchte mir einfach nicht glauben, wenn ich sage, dass ich jetzt gerade keinen Hunger und keinen Appetit habe und deshalb keine weitere Trinknahrung wünsche. Man möchte mir einfach nicht glauben, wenn ich behaupte, dass mir 1,5 Liter feinstes Münchner Leitungswasser über die PEG bis 16 Uhr reichen. Ich habe keinen Bock drauf, zu ertrinken. Man möchte...