Quick translation:

For three days the frog was so sick ...

No, no metamorphosis has silenced me in the last few days. I'm actually not a frog at all, but was a normal bitch in the hospital over Christmas. Please, just no wishes of recovery! I had only myself to blame, I had experienced every sign of fatigue after three weeks spent almost without rest in the Wachkoma.

The whole affair had one beneficial outcome: it turned out that I am basically healthy. A CT, an MRI and many particularly expensive examinations, which you have to wait for weeks at the specialist, were completed free of charge within four days. (Out of consideration for our international friends, who must live outside the solidarity principle, I keep this report strictly in German.) Well, admittedly, it cost me a lot of blood. They sucked at me, like the vampires, but I have not changed into a doctor or a nurse.

Now he laughs again

Back in the reality of everyday life, I do not wonder how this could happen. It's not really a question. Even if it were one, she was already answered in advance, with my past posts. I also do not wonder what man is willing to sacrifice everything for money. After all, I did it myself until the collapse. No, there are no questions that remain after this experience, but only the great amazement.

Amazed at the fact that such a human organism can withstand everything. What a tremendous strain this delicate metabolism can put away and I am amazed even more at the infinitely incomprehensible refinement of the psyche. I lay there in the multifunctional bed and dreamed strangely. In a seemingly eternal life in the blog, I hacked my entire world into Steemit, so real that it could not have been a dream.

Thank God!

I went up and down the blog, wrote the boldest reports, written, jubilated and read. Letters were turned into monuments and everything was so real that I woke up, woke up, at the hospital bed, and immediately looked for the keys with which I had entered everything. I wanted to write immediately. Something I can finally do now. Because writing is my passion.

Thanks for the photo, Alexa.