My therapist left and not let up. The fight against the disease is muhsehlig but worth to defeat his personal pig dog every day! “When Jan Ullrich 1997 weakened in the yellow Jersey on the 18th stage of the tour de France in the Vosges mountains, fired his colleague by saying: torture yourself, you pig!” at. This phrase came to me and I started to torture me (up to the present day). Part of the programme was to move to build diversions to the brain. And behold I had success. “Ask yourself certainly, what now with sharp things” has to do.
Well… part of my program was the increase of my cognitive abilities. Working with the hands was part of my daily exercises. I started to play music. Georg Klaffenbacher with angelic patience in rudimentary two years taught me to play the Styrian accordion. My love again woman who came Karola-the sensational idea dancing to learn our efforts stopped by 30 years to absorb.
Dancing is the best thing you can do himself and his brain of but also his relationship. You should try it. My sons of Andi and Stefan were forfeited the virus of knife making for a long time. And now, the seemingly closed circle of life is extended again. At some point she took me in the forge to Munich and for BBs was to happen then. Slowly, very slowly became accustomed my fingers on the hard and unusual work. My brain turns firmly built redirects to the areas destroyed by the tick. And at some point it was ready. I kept some in their hands, which is reminiscent of a knife. The virus was planted. The ambition grew with each unsuccessful piece. The sharp things helped me to overcome the deepest point in my previous life. No matter how well intentioned encouragement of a loved help like the own self developed smallest victory over the supposed end.