And so it continues. 

5 days away from the trip to Madrid, the letter and “Patient Passport” have arrived.

While i’m still fighting to fend it off, it gets more “official” in the meantime.

Basically, one needs to 1) have a condition and 2) make it OFFICIAL after months of exams, needles, doctors, etc - summarizing: other diverse shit - in order to 3) fight to heal it.

A bit fucked up, isn’t it?

(couldn’t resist… click to enlarge, if needed)