The leper - The infirmary Some times you bring your commitment not to go well, then it is useless against them. I put the soul in peace, wait until it passes and in the meantime do more. And since this "other" is generally not particularly exciting, finisce che trascuro anche di aggiornare il blog. In un caso o nell'altro, mi piacerebbe incontrare di persona il mio angelo custode o entità protettrice, se una figura del genere esiste, giusto per dirgliene quattro: che razza di protezione mi sta offrendo in questo periodo? Gli avranno forse tagliato lo stipendio o convertito il contratto in un co.co.pro, che mi sta abbandonando così? O magari è stagionale, come gli impiegati dell'Alitalia? Comunque sia, oggi ho deciso di fare come le vecchie signore ed elencare tutti i miei acciacchi fisici, giusto per parlare un pò. Il tutto è cominciato con il famoso strappo muscolare, per il quale ben due E.R. non hanno saputo trovare una spiegazione. La settimana scorsa la mia chiropratica mi vede and identifies the cause in a jiffy: herniated cervical disc, due to bad posture at the computer. We started immediately with the traction and with ice packs, but it will take a couple of months before it falls completely. Pace of the few readers of this blog that had immediately judged a butcher, my chiropractic is tough. Buffered at the moment the problem back, it has put the flu. At the end of March there was the GDC, the usual week of lectures and seminars on video games held at the Moscone Center here in town. Somebody must have brought a virus, particularly sociable, because at the end of the week we were all
sick some more than others. And, as many well know, a husband of 1.95 with 39 degrees of fever is not exactly easy to treat ... The last moment of trepidation came when I had a mammogram detected a solid mass in her left breast. After being pricked by the big six needles, biopsy revealed that it is a fibroadenoma, then one thing after all benign and should not be removed. The incision for the passage of the needles is still a little hurt, but at least the news is positive. The results arrived yesterday, the day of my birthday, and between various medications and ice packs and spend some quiet. After this period of soups from sick, I intend to make my tonight at the Candy Bar, a place around the corner that serves only wine and wonderful seasonal sweets. Why is age progressed, my lady, but the sweet Candy Bar revive the dead ...
