I took the last test. The batteries cost 3,5k reais. I have no idea how we will pay for them, but we will buy them. These trips wear me out a lot, especially psychologically. Hours staring at the ceiling, just with my introspection. I wonder if introspection is something of mine or created as a defence to deal with my condition.

The test went well, but I feel the pain and cramps that I always feel. They put in another type of cushion, which apparently improved things, but I couldn't stay longer to test it. My heart races when I'm sitting down, and I'm afraid of that. I think that's why I feel short of breath when I'm sitting down. I tried the cappuccino, it's reasonable.

I filed a request for home care with a daily fine until they provide it. I am more anxious for home care than for the wheelchair, so I won't have to ask anyone for anything without them interpreting everything as a demand or complaint. It will be the person's job to take care of me. Finally, I will brush my teeth properly, do ambu three times a day, and take care of my face because if I don't wash it every day and apply ointment, my face gets all red and itchy.

It's frustrating to need others and have to ask a thousand times to do something and all you hear is ‘I'll do it,’ ‘I can't right now,’ ‘I'll do it,’ and they never do it, so I gave up, I don't ask for anything anymore, do it when you want. Let my lungs weaken, my teeth rot, and my face become raw. That is, until I get home care.