Hi, here I am, I'll keep telling you my busy life.
You know we travel, how exciting!, going to celebrate my baptism I
I'm back on top of Bronchiolitis mailto is that I have not had my second payment was in December, not epilepsy, just a cold chair, a normal mom thought there was nothing to do with mine, but indirectly if that will condition my life. Only 6 days I entered and I was discharged for good night, was on Mom's Birthday, what a birthday present and what a comfort to me, I'm hardly when Santa Claus went home and left my gift, but whether I time, moreover, this income was calmer, and we knew the nurses / os infant and all are very good and kind to us.
So, the night before catching the plane, the emergency room of Santa Catalina, wing my mom struggle with this, I do not want to put me that, I do not care who says it is to heal, but hey mami, you will listen because I want to get well for my party.
We are finally on the peninsula to be baptized, we are about to come in February and to start my deteriroro.
my family arrived in Las Palmas and People's parties start at last on February 3, San Blas, the whole party town, all hunters, including my dad and my brother Santo waiting to shoot, but that disappointment, this year hunters are angry and no shots, it seems that even they predicted that for me it would be a happy holiday, only applaud, do not shoot, but good the rest of the party is, Dad has fun as a toddler, and I in my cart, half asleep most of the day for my medication, which apparently is leaving me very sleepy. Good night falls, it is bedtime for dad and the rest of the family has been an exhausting day, we, too, and that starts again after about 10 days without a crisis, that night my mother has about 20 and nerves stops counting, another Stesolid, and does nothing, at last I sleep in my body is tired.
The next day we're going to Cáceres, my mom says I've been very sleepy all day, I wake up or not to eat, that's very unusual for me, I assure you, Mommy is a little worried so they decide that since it will take me there Cáceres Hospital San Francisco, is a private hospital, is that I have no social security, my dad is an officer and so we have to go private first, we have private insurance . We treated fast and we send that we see the pediatrician, is very friendly but he tells mom that I'm really bad, I'm "off" and that did not keep the neck. Mommy question which means that and say I'm as lost I do not do what I have to do to my age, mom gives him a pain in the stomach and says he can not be, that until a few days was perfect, it will be that I'm tired because last night I had many crises. The doctor says he does not believe, we go to public Cáceres quite worried, the audience is close and we even walking, Mom and Dad begins to mourn and reassures, are all there and their faces say it all, this does not look good , think my daddy.
went into emergency and the doctor gets scared and begins to call evidence really nervous, says I have a status epilepticus, a continuous crisis, Mommy means a stroke and falls, chaos will quickly form on the query and run away with me to give me a CT scan, mom is crying a lot better but, begins the ordeal of all, here is triggered the worst.
Make the tac and everything is fine, they say, Mom still today do not remember that they did not meant that the doctor was also very scared, I rise to the plant and continue to crisis, while Therefore, Azael falls in the street and made a wound in his hand and caught 5 points, my mom thinks he can not more, but if we can, with the help of the people we want to pull ahead. ; The doctor decides that the best will take the Perpetual Help of Badajoz Cáceres because UVI UVI no child, and she is very wrong.
We moved to Bangkok, I have to go alone in the ambulance, no dad or mom, they go in your car, is the worst trip of your life, Daddy is very tense and Mommy will not stop mourn All way we get about the same time, I was a little before, look at me and I enter, tell mom do not worry it sure is a mismatch of the medication, that it often happens, may be up to catarrito I have, everything back to normal, I put RIVOTRIL by vein, are the drops that take new and improved a lot, It's Friday 5, the next day was my baptism and I have to stop everything. But in the end the neuro-pediatrician Badajoz comes to me and tells us that if all goes well tomorrow I can be discharged and so happens, we will Cilleros, up and running again at the end if there is baptism.
Here I am with godmother and godfather, I put before the image of San Blas and La Virgen, my auntie has a hard time to stay, I did not help I'm very lazy.
not totally asleep I keep my head or my arms or my legs but I can baptize, was the illusion of mom, I was more calm if I was vendecido by God, she has great faith because he says that God will help me to get well, the ceremony is very intimate, family and the priest . The celebration is done in Coria, a town near where they live Cilleros my titas, is the family and intimate friends of the people, have fun in what it is, but we are happy because we could celebrate, Mommy's ceremony gets a little sad because you remember their loved ones are gone, and especially my grandfather John, is the father of my father, I took his name as my dad call me Juan Aimar, they pray a lot for me to help us.
is day 7 Azael s birthday, so celebrate all together, I'm weird, but I'm with them, tomorrow we're going to Las Palmas and pass by the consulting neurologist to see me.
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