The other day I had the fourth dose of the Covid-19 vaccine. Don’t Panic does not refer to the fear of the vaccine or to other fears, but obviously to the adventures of sordamaldestra to be able to make the dose. (so I also look drugged and we do not
The bubble
Here I am to tell of my meeting with Nurse Path, the refinement and the look of Madame Adelaide from “The Aristocats” combined with the crooked legs and the funny irony of the Notary Georges Hautecourt. But as usual, let’s go in order. And it will take a while to
I don’t feel sick at all … even if it’s my body that reminds me of my condition. During the holidays I “climbed” on foot on this rock (which I also did last year). This year I climbed with much more agility and fluency … also thanks to the fact
Here I am, after a holiday break … always deaf, always deaf-maldestra. The check at the end of August on the autoimmune disease, my bitch always attacked, went well … that is, there is no longer the strong and impossible pain in the meninges, but that discomfort and pain at
A year ago the first chemo. The first of three, which then became six, which then became seven. I don’t have a suitable photo, but I found this one, taken on my way back from Milan by car. I was just tired. Very amazed that it has no side effects.
Being sick makes us alone. It is a particular loneliness, or rather, it is an understanding of the term “loneliness” particular, or at least it is my key to reading. We are alone because if you have not been sick, hospitalized for months, done therapies (where the side effects are
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