...And so begins a new Chapter

 Got the news this morning that my brother passed away. He had terminal cancer and nursing him 24/7 wore me to a frazzle, landing me in emergency with anaphilactic shock as of the 6th of June. I was in intensive care, bed ridden and in an oxygen bubble until I could breathe properly on my own. I could not speak for all the intubations and on a drip I was allergic to. I was transferred to Freiburg, where I collapsed during therapy in their intensive care. By this time I was able to speak again and explained that I take a particularly violent reaction to sunflower oil, among other things. It was in the drip so  they took me off it, but I had a bitch of a time getting properly fed. I lost 30 kilos in the ordeal, my legs purple and peeling. That's when the head doctor finally put me on antihistamine. They sent me home a couple of days earlier to give Bro my farewell. He was in morphine limbo so all I could do is hold his hand. As of July 20th I'm off to rehab for 3 weeks in some remote clinic in the High Black Forest. When I get back I have to pack up my belongings and find a new place before the end of September. God knows if I will find one. I can only hope. Keep well my friends.

The Medical Idiot Farm

Don't ask me what it is, but the past weeks have been on the escalating decent into hell. Picked up some kind of infection doing a number on my digestion as if it isn't bad enough being allergic to most things the regular folk take for normal. In Germany it's a nightmare of bureaucracy until you get through all the lengths of required testing when a bacteriological blood sample is the only real way to find it. I'm home caring my brother after he's gone through the kind of cancer surgery that would have killed most and up to my eyeballs in his bureaucracy as well, that aside from all the scammers looking for opportunity...but quite frankly, I'm grateful this isn't America of anything to do with it. For that you have my condolences.