Another hard day, although not as hard as I'd been afeared. Black (who also restarted my disability pension application) and my sister met at my place for the first time, and we were all met for the first time by a doctor and a nurse (both female) from a palliative care team. Basically they were mostly just learning about me, and the three of us about what can be provided by them and what by others. Doesn't seem all that hopeless, even for later when I'm terminally bedridden. For the time being the main task is eating more - something I've known for months I should be doing; now my sister tries to help me to actually accomplish it.
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