Dear reader, who knows what you thought of this poor consultant with suitcase and charm, who suddenly do not feel without giving prior notice. I hope in your mercy, because the reasons for my inaction are linked to health reasons.
Yeah, this poor writer had to leave the workplace, colleagues, and then the capital of white truffles to return, not without difficulties at home because of an apparent inflammation of the cervix, or so it seemed.
But let's see if the amount of painkillers, anti-inflammatory, hanger arm and collar, five doctors have removed the events success.
now talking about Monday, November 8, at 10 am up early because I have a course set for the use of a client's application. We are in a large room in 5, with a professor, who has nothing but the teacher who understands that he knows, and when repeated for the third time: "I Did I "I would go with the applause, mindful of past events where many other heroes were launched in the use of this statement.
frugal lunch and then in office. Like the other day, waiting for the bell.
Tuesday I wake up a bit 'incriccato, but I think it is due to the night a bit' agitated.
I go to the office, but things go from bad to worse. I decide to bring forward a second lunch break and go to bed in a residence. I'll be back in the office, but everyone tells me I have a face a bit 'too rammed. I decide to go to the pharmacy and then to rest in a residence.
Painkillers relieve the pain, and the ointment is something, but on Wednesday morning I can hardly get out of bed, call the office and do forfeit. The pain did not diminish and be alone in a residence does not help. I take the decision, stuffed full of painkillers and cream I'm going home.
I can drive, thanks to the fact that the highway is straight across and put the 5th on the right side I can keep at rest. At 30 km the effect of drugs begins to subside, the toll house is in a valley of tears, but grit my teeth and slowly coming up to warm house.
spend the rest of the day a bit of pain 'strongest and most miraculous ointments. I accompany me to the hospital Thursday. Obviously, the treatment was wrong.
New Set of medicines and a warning that it will take time.
Since then, gone are the days with me wrapped up in hanger arm and collar, pinprick, creams, homeopathic remedies, doctor visits and a large tax boredom.
The book will resume its slide in the new month, dear reader. A little 'patience.
... chasing the sun ...
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