tralalala. I do not know whether we'd expect, or not - In any event, I'm back. I mean back on the blog, but I was also on the verge of returning from crying to Polish: for private health insurance, full refrigerator and obiadków grandma, but a deep breath and stand it whore. What does not kill me makes me stronger. Do these things have already tried to kill me, stupid pleurisy can be compared with them to stay at Spa, compare ...
For four weeks I lay myself in bed cieplutkim, inhalowałam eucalyptus oils, vegetable broths drank (as far as I pulled off to cook it myself), I ate baked apples, I have lost 4 pounds ... Note a few weeks ago is in this regard has already drastically outdated, now it's 48.5 pounds more, but mainly at the expense of muscle mass, so there is nothing to envy. Although the electronic weight Philippa shows that I have 15% fat and build an athletic, hi hi, what pretty bad about this weight indicates, as the last 100 years is not practiced any sport. But tomorrow we go on skates - this is a surprise for me for Valentine's Day, Ph. invited me, but ciii, because it is secret, that I have not know that we're going to skate, but he guessed, as I said, I have to dress warmly, but we will not be on the court. Well, we know that on skates. Or to the chamber.
But back to substance. Damn, I never make it in the brain while the disease had to rearrange, one thread can not concentrate. So I lay and watched the drubbing for 4 weeks ijne MTV programs such as Parental Control, Next, and Rock of Love for the change of Deutschland sucht ein Superstar cacy and everything would be if not for this uncertainty and the unknown-what-I-actually- is (symptoms: chest pain when breathing, movement, pain with cough napierdalający). In Poland zadzwoniłabym the clock emergency number and ściągnęłabym free family doctor back home, he told to calm down, that survive until dawn the next day pomknęłabym taxi to signal to the pulmonologist, ENT specialist, oncologist, pathologist, psychologist, on the x-rays, blood tests, manicures and hydrokolonoterapię :) Here, after noting with horror that I can afford to Bayer aspirin, put yourself on your own two diagnoses:
A) strain (as pessimistic: strain) respiratory muscles due to coughing
B) pleurisy
you here I will not bore you any longer as the disease developed this twin track - and we all just waiting for an explanation of what's going on with the casting in Zurich. I'll just say that my docentka of massage and natural medicine, she said that I had pleurisy. However, a physician pulmonologist *, which with this frightening news, however, in the end I turned, held that the muscles. He prescribed me Ibuprofen cramps .... Spychologia and so.
* I did not give this time to sell, and I got to a specialist hospital in my favorite - I described my symptoms very bluntly over the phone, illustrating the cough, and the next day I had clinched the term. It's just that I was silly even then, when I was there in the waiting room and wyperfumowana depicted sitting, munching an apple and reviewing papers, and the patients themselves around me with lung cancer, in wheelchairs, with tubes and catheters, brrr. Once I feel like the suffering undergone.
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