It’s quite apt my last post was about something I would eventually end up with, but that’s how it goes in the health system. One day you’ll end up receiving something for which you treat. Laid out for a few weeks.
Then I get my dream job, lose interest in ‘teh internet’ and spend time indulging passions neglected.
After a while, your father goes and gets himself a 10cm brain tumor and your nephew is diagnosed with Aspergers.
It happens, it really does.
Carpe diem quam minimum credula postero.