Embarrassed and shameful

Sometimes l cant read.Or write.Or undestand conversations. I am in one of those periods right now. l can write this post because l just place my fingers on the keyboard and write what l think. I can see red lines under the words l have misspelled, but l dont know what l have spelled wrong because l cant read it. My eyes can see what each letter is, l can put them together to words but l cant interpret the meaning of the sentences. l prefer so be alone when l am like this.Simply because l cant communicate. I speak…

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The day my life ended

Today it is exactly 7 years ago I went on a surf holiday for Easter with the kids. They didnt want to go! I was the driving force in that specific holiday. The kids would have rather wanted to stay home, meet up with friends, play games and sleep in. Their argument was that we had already spent some days in Seville for Amalies' birthday and then had a full month of school work, so they just wanted to do nothing the entire holiday. As much as the soul is healed by being with children and as much as I…

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Addison Crisis – off we go!

The sub title to this post should read "and the complete incompetence of the Danish health system" but since l am a really nice person and do not like to get people angry or agitated l will refrain and just tell you what happened. l have been waiting for a SPECT scan for the longest. You might wonder why on earth l havent had one done yet and that will bring me back to the missing sub-title. I Denmark we have all medical care included in out taxes. Which is great.It means however that One cant just get whatever tests…

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