Too Quiet Sunday

Sometimes a person says "I live from day to day." However, it is better to live every day. The phrase from day to day I always heard back from the mouth of the 4 alcoholics in the property.

It is quiet Sunday. Too quiet. I do not trust it. Should we warn the people of impending wars ?. Or just slaughter more sheep to feed the hungry. Or shall we go down at Google that changed everything again. No, no time. Even though I am online irregular I still speak patients or hear stories daily about terrible diseases and even death that strike. Meanwhile I've been busy with my new infatuation. I've really just been a week totally confused. Crazy over Daisy so to speak. Last time was already 8 years ago. love can be so egocentric. In between reading articles and researches I help an 63 year old woman to clean her house where in five years nothing has been cleaned. Snacks were fried each day by the ex boyfriend, one of the alcoholics from the series Accidentally i live in a house with 4 alcoholics with their 9 mental disorders who have 7 supervisors ( link ). The woman has balance disorders. Recently she got a housekeeping help by municipality. Only 3 hours per week. So to give it a good start I give each room an extra cleaning. I digress. The 63-year-old woman had said earlier to me that she'd never been in a coffee shop. No she never used cannabis. So.. shortly after opening time we went to the Toermalijn. She had taken her walking frame with her. She thought it was really neat. Also the toilet was very clean. She was not bothered by smoke by others.

Lately I have been on the road and visited many places in the city of Tilburg. ( See My prescriptions Latley ). During the walks, I come to complete relaxation and think about recent days or weeks. As example, of an acquaintance where recently cancer was found in the throat. Life expectancy of 1 to 2 years. My disease process is just as laws: changes go very slowly. I've been angry and depressed about my friend while walking. He is real sad because his daughter is only 11 years now. Halfway the walk i drink a cup of coffee in a coffee-shop. I talk with many people including a physiotherapist. 23 years old. Still in training. The discussion culminated in a struggle of " the scientific book " versus my real life experience. I think i made him depressed.

And at coffeeshop the level I had a discussion with the manager. He adjusted that all the synthetic medicines, drugs, or counterfeit excact molecules are the same as that of the natural sample. Right. The example we used 15 to 30 grams of hashish or weed of outdoor plants smoked and still lives opposite the example of synthetic cannabis, where teenagers sosm all with just double the amount of being distraught dose in the hospital ended up with liver / kidney and brain damage, coma and even death.

Another asked me whether I was perhaps hiding behind medical cannabis. She meant it in an innocent way. Still, I was amazed. Sigh. You go straight into defense : I'm really sick / diagnosis is clear / it remains a weak spot in the spine / i have spoken many doctors. As if you get thrown of from the board game. Back to the start. Next time I will give a business card with only the words: Just look at my site. I met a 75 year old woman who was smoking a joint in the garden of shop the Toermalijn. She was telling me that I had to lie down on a rolled towel lengthwise, in order to correctly make the spine and skeleton relax. Sigh. I explain that these effects are temporary. The real cause does not go away.