Denmark, a nice country... as long as you're healthy!!!!

When I tell people where I am from, the most common response is "WOW, Denmark?"It seems like Denmark in the eyes of people outside of Europe, is some exotic country.

But let me tell you, it is not exotic and no drugs are not legal and meds not free here.
As a matter of fact on top of the insanely high tax you also risk paying an even greater price for living here in "paradise". You risk your life and well being.

Exaggerating? Not at all.

In may 2006 Denmark was number two on the list of countries with the most medical malpractice. 29% of people had relatives that had experienced serious malpractice. That, for a rich country, is not acceptable.

One example of the very serious malpractice, that lead to death, is a case where a doctor on emergency duty missed a case of meningitis. When the 15year old kid was seizures and going unresponsive the emergency call centre turned his family down THREE times.
Then they took him themselves and found out it was meningitis and it had already destroyed half of his brain. They tried to operate on him, but too late.

The worst of it all is that if he had gotten help just 3 hours earlier, he might have survived it.

There are plenty of examples like that

A 47year old woman dies from an asthma attack because the emergency call centre wouldnt send an ambulance and the doc on duty just said over the phone to her husband that she needed to use her inhaler. She died.

A 19 year old girl injures her back in a car accident. The doctors take xrays that reveal nothing. They give her painkillers and send her home. She's almost paralized by pain though and returns for more xrays, that still dont reveal anything.
The thing is, they dont xray the part of her back that she points out is hurting her.
When they finally do, they find a fracture, that has been there since the accident MONTHS ago. She may have trouble with that the rest of her life and not be able to finish her education.

These are more recent examples, but there are tons!

Where do all the tax money go, when the healthcare system obviously suck like that?

I don't feel safe in this country.

Daylight savings, ugh

As a b-person the daylight saving that occurs from winter to summer has always troubled me.

For me winter is long, cold and sad. It is incredibly hard to get out of bed when darkness is what awaits...

Thank goodness for light, it finally happens that it starts to get lighter in the morning and then easier to get out of bed. Finally a chance to feel alive when you wake up.

But then comes the "shock", some A-person has decided that they want more light LATER in the day and that light in the morning doesn't matter that much.

For me, that has always hit hard. The day goes back to being not very inviting. I do like long light summernights, but I wouldn't mind giving them up their full length and have less long summernights, if it meant I didn't have to be flung straight back into darkness when it finally seemed to get better and easier getting up and facing the day.

The burning house

I haven't made any posts in a very long time. And there are several reasons for that.
The primary reason is lack of energy. I have so much going on my head that blogging was not exactly on the top of the to do list.

It's an odd feeling, finding yourself to have so much to say, but no words to say it with. So many feelings, thoughts and considerations that it's nearly impossible to single one thought out.
As if there were hundred of voices in my head, all screaming to get my attention.

I feel like I'm in a burning house with no exit. No doors, only windows, that don't open or break. So all I can really do, is wait for the flames to reach me, all while I see life passing by outside the windows.

It sounds like the ultimate nightmare, doesn't it?

I don't know if I feel sorry for myself. I guess I do in between, when I'm not angry with myself or someone else.

I get angry with myself for getting angry with others, because I am completely the one to blame. No one, but me, is responsible for my happiness.

I don't know who you are, reading this, but thank you for listening.