So, I was heading for my dearest cousin´s birthday party (well first staying at my parents' and driving up to Verden from there) ...
... and then I was out. Taken straught to hospital the diagnosis of a braintumor was a bit of a shock. Meningeoma grew larg unnoticed and knocked me out with an epileptic fit right in the S-bahn to central station. Few days later it was taken out and I was running around with a bandage covering the zipper closing up my skull, not two days later makig this sketch in the neighbouring palace gardens, meeting a lovely elderly couple from England, sketching in their journals as well.
Was awkward sketching. Obviously relieved that I had come through with my brain undamaged alltogether I still had dislodged my right shoulder and am hardly able to raise my right arm (which might not be too bad a feat - as krauts go!).
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