... my dear readers, it is difficult for me, but I can no longer carry this secret around with me and pretend that everything would be fine. The bad conscience eats through my head, like a bacterium with sugar solution.
Did I actually mentioned this before, that I rather like metaphors like? Ok, let's leave that and come to the really bad message: I found that I am a Breathaholic! (And I'm not that stupid ad page that can be found on facebook!) No, I just can not live without breathing! And the worst thing: I think I'm addicted to oxygen. I mean, I can not simply live without him ...
I'm sorry, but I swear there is no improvement, but I try not to waste the oxygen so unnecessary. Maybe it will work out and I can adjust the breathing at night. For this I just have to learn how I put my body on standby. The Buddhist monks do it, when they meditate - the bums so well - I would have to create it's too!
... unlike the "Alcoholic" and "workaholic" my symptoms are more biological in nature. My body says he would need the oxygen to . Live I would like to briefly report what caused this disease to myself
Acute fatigue spontaneous seizures may surprise me, although I sleep but sometimes up to three hours a night. Sometimes I have to concentrate and waste services, to more serious disorders. This happens mostly when I confront people and I can not remember their names, although I know they have to believe, but because I have seen at least once. Sometimes I'm really struck by total confusion and can Nocht mel mar due tAsdn föndän, dei ixh sum scheipän Brouckere.
So now it works again.
I apologize for that I am with this post maybe a little lean out the window as I write in a satirical manner of serious illnesses, but I am sure that you, smart as a reader enough you seen this satire as such and about in everyday life with a keen eye change.
be ... (I will) no longer blind, deaf and dumb, but identify problems and tackle them to. This intercession I formulated in the Sunday service at Burg Feuerstein, and, I think it fits quite well with the preceding paragraph. I wish that you all with a keen eye, open ears and a tongue that even from the heart and not only from Mind is directed, are blessed. In each of us there is a small world after all-better-makers; analog, of course, the world-better-maker. (Thank you, dear KJG representative that her meetings and it also makes me repeatedly on the "In" attention!)
... you could, if you read the last lines and in thought even to the beginning of blog entry jumps back thinking I was not quite in their right mind, but I would assure you that this, and anyway all my posts on this blog is 100% drug-free result. If, however, be gummy bears, pretzels, cookies or chocolate bars at some point for illegal drugs, is probably my last post here, "I must go ... I'm a chocoholic!" - In this sense: a brave new, drug-free - but hopefully not too oxygen-free - Week!
And before I finally concluding this entry today, I must point out again but short on action, which would be due to the Sensitization by the Catholic Youth (Federation) work. Clicks but a look at: "Santa Claus instead of Santa Claus" and thinks you where to shop and when you go or what you bought it!
... my Nicholas is already good and ready for the three children of my sisters have been waiting anxiously for the sixth December.
............ oh yeah: now you may also like my posts!
Did I actually mentioned this before, that I rather like metaphors like? Ok, let's leave that and come to the really bad message: I found that I am a Breathaholic! (And I'm not that stupid ad page that can be found on facebook!) No, I just can not live without breathing! And the worst thing: I think I'm addicted to oxygen. I mean, I can not simply live without him ...
I'm sorry, but I swear there is no improvement, but I try not to waste the oxygen so unnecessary. Maybe it will work out and I can adjust the breathing at night. For this I just have to learn how I put my body on standby. The Buddhist monks do it, when they meditate - the bums so well - I would have to create it's too!
... unlike the "Alcoholic" and "workaholic" my symptoms are more biological in nature. My body says he would need the oxygen to . Live I would like to briefly report what caused this disease to myself
Acute fatigue spontaneous seizures may surprise me, although I sleep but sometimes up to three hours a night. Sometimes I have to concentrate and waste services, to more serious disorders. This happens mostly when I confront people and I can not remember their names, although I know they have to believe, but because I have seen at least once. Sometimes I'm really struck by total confusion and can Nocht mel mar due tAsdn föndän, dei ixh sum scheipän Brouckere.
* breather *
So now it works again.
I apologize for that I am with this post maybe a little lean out the window as I write in a satirical manner of serious illnesses, but I am sure that you, smart as a reader enough you seen this satire as such and about in everyday life with a keen eye change.
be ... (I will) no longer blind, deaf and dumb, but identify problems and tackle them to. This intercession I formulated in the Sunday service at Burg Feuerstein, and, I think it fits quite well with the preceding paragraph. I wish that you all with a keen eye, open ears and a tongue that even from the heart and not only from Mind is directed, are blessed. In each of us there is a small world after all-better-makers; analog, of course, the world-better-maker. (Thank you, dear KJG representative that her meetings and it also makes me repeatedly on the "In" attention!)
... you could, if you read the last lines and in thought even to the beginning of blog entry jumps back thinking I was not quite in their right mind, but I would assure you that this, and anyway all my posts on this blog is 100% drug-free result. If, however, be gummy bears, pretzels, cookies or chocolate bars at some point for illegal drugs, is probably my last post here, "I must go ... I'm a chocoholic!" - In this sense: a brave new, drug-free - but hopefully not too oxygen-free - Week!
And before I finally concluding this entry today, I must point out again but short on action, which would be due to the Sensitization by the Catholic Youth (Federation) work. Clicks but a look at: "Santa Claus instead of Santa Claus" and thinks you where to shop and when you go or what you bought it!
... my Nicholas is already good and ready for the three children of my sisters have been waiting anxiously for the sixth December.
............ oh yeah: now you may also like my posts!