The sentence fell I was told that I care. It keeps me yes but guess where? Of course in the corridor and the only difference between the corridor and the emergency room you guessed it you are lying down instead of sitting.
Similarity between the Metropolitan Boulevard in rush hour and the corridor of the emergency, cursed qu'ya traffic.
is where I fear the worst three words that will complete all that I can keep my dignity in "Put on the jacket" but at the same time people come to me "shooter" to morphine. Is it to take away the pain or to remove any inhibitions I may have to make "sharing group" in the corridor.
Looks like we are preparing for a parade, all stretchers lined up one behind the other, missing only the clowns though ... with the jacket.
Fortunately we have been given morphine because it would be untenable, between the tears, the groans, the constant coming and going. The corridor is anything but quiet again we are in winter and the coming and going of patients and visitors is accompanied by mud, the result is not clear up to go to the toilet and their way to dry. Sleep? Make me laugh.
Remember that health is what is not to die every time you are seriously ill.
Tomorrow, tell you simonac.
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