It’s interesting how countries can have so different regulations. This for example would not be able to do in Sweden:
On the other hand there is a logical explanation. During the winter snow and ice will build up on the blades and can be thrown away as the wind increases. You don’t want to take a hit…
Tonight I lost my grandfather.
During the last years my grandfather has struggled with the horrible Alzheimer disease. The disease does not just capture the victim in his or her body, but it also makes the next to kin watch a close one transform into someone unknown. In the case of my grandfather he was unable to express himself, he couldn’t find the words. The thing that makes it so sad is that he was fully aware about this, and he often expressed his frustration about it. In his case he had to live and see his body degenerate.
He was always very happy when we, the grandchildren, came to visit. He also enjoyed my parents little Bichon Frisé called Bisse. Even if he did not manage to get the names right he almost always realized who we were.
For about one week ago he had a very good day when we visited. He was not depressed (depression is an effect of Alzheimers), he was joking and responded to the conversations around the table. At one moment he was unable to express his joy resulting in a long and hearty laugh. We all enjoyed the visit.
Shortly after he fell and broke his hand, most likely due to a cerebral haemorrhage or as a result of advancing Alzheimer, with the result that for three days he did not respond at all when talked to. When he finally woke up he was noticeable worse than before and he slurred when he talked. After another couple of days he went back into a sleepy state and again stopped responding when talked to. When asked he could squeeze your hand, but that was it. He never recovered and tonight he passed away.
Tonight my thoughts go to my mother that is abroad and can’t be here. It burdens me that your longed-for vacation had to end like this.
You will be missed Ingemar Åström.
It’s strange. The more I have to do, the more things I figure out that I want to do. This is always the case, the load and creativity breeds creativity and then, in the end, more load. And what makes it really annoying is that the new ideas I’ve got now is really good ideas, I’d really like to realize them but there is no time. Do you recognize yourself or do you have suggestions on what to do with the ideas? Good suggestions are very welcome!
