Back to work and straight to hospital

Beginning of june I started working. It was a good chance that came up, as a freelancer, well paid, and for a maximum of 400 hours. (It's kind of weird to negotiate the maximum of hours, instead of the minimum.) Very quickly I realized it's not for me anymore, the nonsense of projects and consultants and different groups trying to make others responsible for their delays. Anyway, I said to myself, it was only for the money and for 2 or 3 months and after that I could take half a year holiday if I wanted to.

Second thing I realised, I didn't have time for anything anymore. The job was boring but that was not not an issue, it was just something that I had to do and I did it for the money. The problem was that it was the only thing that I would do during the day. Even if it was a normal journey of 8 hours, then I had to cook, and eat, and rest and relax a little, a shower in the morning, stuff like that, and there was no time left for anything else. Damn, I repeated to myself, "money... 2/3 months... half a year holiday".

But then it happened. The doctor does not quite agree, but for me it is clear. My body could not stand it anymore, and after 9 days, my pancreas tried to commit suicide...

However, it was not too tough, not as bad as it may sound. The day after, already in my hospital bed, the gentle nurses smiling and asking me, my answer was yes I was feeling much much better. A few days afterwards I was really ok, and before one week I was back to the streets... back to work.

Let's see if I can get my body to understand: it's a matter of money for 2/3 months, and then half a year holiday. If it does not want to understand, then of course there's nothing I can do and I'll have to take the holiday straight ahead... not in a hospital bed, I hope.