Monthly Archives: September 2009

Apparently the doctors have no qualms with kicking me out without taking my kidney. They want me to spend six (!) weeks lugging around a very unfashionable bag that hangs off my kidney before they even consider going in there.. … Continue reading →

What a way to wake up. Unbelievable, they send like a whole regiment of doctors into your room every morning while you’re there waking up in your underwear and they expect you to feel better? Argh. Oh well, they came … Continue reading →

And this will be my view for the next few days.              A very luxurious room in hotel l’hospital. Yep, it finally happened, After more than a month of lower back pain and weird pee, … Continue reading →

‘Are you sure you have two kidneys? The guy in the white coat peers at the images appearing on the screen. I’m on a table while an isotope running trough my kidneys, and a special radioactivity cam taking pictures of … Continue reading →

On top of the world. Or rather the roof of the multistory car park at the UMC Radboud. It is really a great way to start your day. Looking out over the campus, wind in your hair ‘The Monkees’ blasting … Continue reading →

Ouch.. I have started working with Maartje, the brown KNWP mare.  She’s a pedigree jumping horse but she hasn’t been ridden in a while. The first time I got a saddle on her she managed to get all four of … Continue reading →

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‘Cause it turns out I have a brain. See? it’s right there –> A colleague of mine needed to look at it for some of his experiments. Apparently, my brain has stuff to tell him that it doesn’t tell me. … Continue reading →

I’m working on my morning routines. You know, what time to set the alarm, what time to be dressed, what time to leave.. that sort of thing. This morning I thought  I’d finally got it, I even stopped watching my … Continue reading →

‘You always find these special places to live’ We drove through orchards and farmlands on the way to my new home. I smiled, special? Well, Ubbergen was special, and I guess my little place in Groningen was also kind of … Continue reading →