Back to work. Back to the old routines, the old center. Tired, very tired of course.

Didn't do an awful lot today. Sat in the computer room and stared at the screen, pretending to read an Access book.

Went and did fitness. Good to be back in the gym. I didn't do too hard a program though. It's been almost two weeks since I was in there last, just trying to get back in the rythm now. Talked to Gillian about my tests and everything.

Then on my way back to the computer room I ran into Knud-Erik and we talked for a bit. He was very jolly. Like an optimistic Santa. We both agreed that it was good that things were happening and that the doctors hopefully could help and so on. A couple of times when I've had to call in sick (or call in and say that I'm going to the hospital instead of to work rather) I have talked to him because Ester and Gitte weren't around in the morning. So he knows what's going on. He told me today that Gitte is stopping after this week. You remember she was fired? Or let go. Or whatever. So yes, she'll be gone. I asked Knud-Erik what would happen to me and he told me that he would be taking my case. And that I wouldn't notice much change really.

I'm happy about that though. I wish Gitte all the best, but I do feel more comfortable talking to Knud-Erik. Even though I haven't spent a lot of time with him I can still feel it, he's just nice to be around. So it's fine with me that he'll be my job consultant type person now.

Soon after that I went home. Tired and with a head-ache.

Then I got some bad news from the hospital. No no, don't get scared now. I'm still alive. But they fudged up my eye test. Damn. "Technical difficulties". So I'll have to do the whole thing over again. In two weeks. Just great. But oh well, nothing to do about it. Stuff happens.

My mother bought a toaster. Well, actually she bought a bunch of clothes from Ellos and got the toaster for free. I can't believe we've never had a toaster before. Until now I have not fully appreciated the wonders that humanity is capable of. Or toast.

It doesn't talk though.

You know what my new favourite phrase is? "Yeah, I'll get right on that". Said in a sarcastic tone. Usually said after some commercial on TV tries to get me to purchase something or do something. Some commercials are just so horribly stupid and bad. So transparent. So I like to give them a little sarcastic talkback and pretend that whoever is responsible for them can hear me and feel bad.

Hey, we all have our different ways of getting through the day.

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