The officers on vacation were often displeased with everything. They were criticizing me for every inconvenience. The palace was not the best place for a sanatorium. I have already described their sleeping conditions. Naturally some of them became nervous and I was the one to blame for everything. For a certain period, I swallowed their criticism till one day I understood how to help myself. I could not change their living conditions, but I could change my own behaviour. It was very simple: I was working with military people, who were used to obey orders. As I was soft and asking for understanding, they were commanding me. This had to be stopped. In the Sanatorium I was their chief, their commander. I changed my tone of voice while talking to them, I changed the expression of my face, I changed the way I walked and began to feel important. From that time on it was me who instructed them what to do. Suddenly ideal order was established in the Sanatorium.