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Very little local guidance. Building my own file.

Married to Hal. We started three weeks apart.

The other half. Different drug, same fridge.

Hungarian pharmacies, patient persistence.

Border county. Two health systems.

Reads three languages of leaflets.

Seaside chip shop owner. Irony noted.

Everyone calls me Fitz. Even my mother.

Japanese clinic, careful monitoring, good care.

Docks, dogs, doing all right.

Hills and hydration.

Croatian summer heat and a cool bag.

Jonah is my facilitator. He knows why I am here.

Ferries, weather, three-week supply always.

German thoroughness applied to a symptom diary.

Rural nurse. Advises everyone, takes none of it.

Bike shop. Legs are my livelihood.

Baltic coast, brisk walks.

Offshore rotations. Two weeks on, two off.

Farm, chapel, Sunday injection.

Romanian access improving slowly.

Sixty-two, type 2, feet much better.

Keeps a journal →

Black Forest walks and a fastidious diary.

Breton, bilingual, blunt.

Cornish. Second job in a bakery.

Retired steelworker. New knees, new pace.

Arctic circle. Polar night is hard on everything.

Careful, kind, keeps a beautiful journal.

Two nicknames, one journal.

Supply is unpredictable. So am I.

Farm vet. Ironic amount of injection experience.

Dutch bluntness with a soft centre.

Quiet, watchful, occasionally hilarious.

Island life. Everything arrives by boat.

Reads everything twice, trusts nothing once.

Marine biologist. Cold water, warm circle.