What's next? This morning I was barely able to get out of bed. I can barely sit down and get up from the toilet. I can barely walk.  The floor, the bedlinnen and the quilts are dirty. Next to the door there is a heap of unwashed torn shirts and underwear piled on a collection of debris.  Shall I ask for help now? And if so whom? Soll ich es auf mich zukommen lassen, - and wait until I am immobile in bed, or on the floor, or in a chair - soaked in a flood of urine and feces? 

To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd.