hello again,
I’ve been putting another blog entry off for weeks! On the one hand I never found the right words and on the other hand I fell into an emotional hole after I sent the last application because of the company pension. Now I’m still waiting for the notification.
It all started with After gastrointestinal infection and then it took me an eternity to catch up.
Running didn’t work out well, talking was extremely exhausting! But there were lots of tears especially when I arrived at my Powerselling in the photo equipment department! for the first time I realized that I am really sick and that my body does not start to obey me anymore. And that I would never set up the photo studio again. I remembered the portrait course of the photo school Cologne and the first meeting with Oli ? ! And what we have not all done to give a good picture, or not to get the full broadside of the teaching. Also brilliant, when I borrowed the Stuadioblitzanlage from Foto Gregor and the complete Stüttgenhof was in the dark when I switched everything on together.
A drastic experience! The portrait course was followed by other courses. I consider whether I should try one more time! Maybe another reportage?
But whatever I do, nothing will be the same as it was a few months ago. The whole thing was made more difficult by the 1st anniversary of my last working day. October 16th: I came to the regular service, entered the station and there he was away the pressure. Now just sit down well, wait for the handover and don’t let anything show, and somehow get to the Effortil bottle, that was my plan.
It didn’t quite work out. Somebody noticed that I had less color on my face than the patient. 63/39 mmHg measured 57/34 mmHg. The doc tried to place a Viggo (needle). What remained was an edema, a pressure of 73/41 mmHg. And the instruction to go home and have me put on sick leave. Hahahahaha, first find who when your neurologist thinks you’re simulating and the appointment for your new neurologist is not until December. That was my last working day, which was not very praiseworthy. You imagine a last day differently, don’t you?
I feel like I’ve been put off with ROT and I don’t belong to the squad anymore!
You need a task. I have enough ideas, but I just doubt whether I can implement them! What I learned once is still there. At least I think so. I can follow the two at the next table when they talk about their work in some intensive care unit in Cologne!
Oh, and I recognize Erich Rutemöller as he walks past me to the exit. Wants to call after him: Save my club! The inclined football fan knows what I’m writing about.
Well, I still have some packages to pack. But at some point, you can’t see the page where the center left is: for online franking.
I also have lots of flashbacks:
Sings Shakira: hips don’t lie, see Henning swing his hips!
When I adjusted my skis (1 week skiing), I thought winter holidays could be nice if you don’t fight with your ex-boyfriend every day! The skis look like new! But the water is my element, it has always been more mine than the mountains!
When I hear the elephant song ( such a shame ) by Talk Talk, I have to think of my brother-in-law.
Another Day in Paradise and the mosquito bites of Mauritius ??? Itching again
I think I should pay, the Cottas has 80/90’s day!
And I have to go to LVST therapy at the university. Today is the 3rd round, I also see why the exercises are as they are, but Holly shit is that exhausting.
Today the 3 additional exercises were added, the therapist said something more demanding and my thighs are still burning!
To be continued
M