The last work week before Christmas is over. I redid the Christmas cakes, because the cosmonaut has finished this week already. So I saw that my complaints about the heat than I did during the first cooking were completely unjustified, because this time the outside temperature was 34 Degrees and in our apartment it was 27, but in the room and I could not make the dough there. It had to be content with the living room where it was warmer.
I spent the week in meetings of the season. But anyway, I had time to help search for Araucaria Martina Christmas. He was taken by Pathfinder and it has still lost in the madness of downtown Santiago. But I'm up over his head all around the horns, I drive like a real Chile. Afterwards, we went to look for Jumbo Pilsner Urquell, but unfortunately there was a promotion on it and all Chileans have purchased. Thin.
In the week we also made two jumps to emergencies, because we do not know yet going to the doctor in a normal way. Monday, I forced the cosmonaut to go, because for three weeks, he showed me his little all. The all did not seem dangerous, but my reaction after three weeks without sleep yes. So I asked his way to a doctor immediately. The cosmonaut would not clog emergencies, but I assured him that if you go to the emergency room in a clinic, it will not clutter. We are in Chile and emergencies clinics, one must be conscious enough to be able to pay. On arriving, we saw the waiting room with some patients, in good enough health to, waiting quietly. The cosmonaut has agreed to enter. The emergency began with a small administrative process during which the software of the computer has crashed twice and it meant that the Cosmonaut repeats three times his date of birth, phone number and other data. Fortunately he has not suffered a hemorrhage.
The doctors listened to the lungs of Cosmonaut, they said it was nothing and they gave him antibiotics. They like pills Chile. That does nothing is being overlooked. Fortunately, doctors have added a syrup, and it was therefore decided to keep these antibiotics if ever we needed a trip. The Cosmonaut takes his little sirup, coughing less and so I thought I could sleep peacefully.
But Tuesday morning, I sat in a meeting near a shrub and it made me cry a little. That evening, we went with Amelia, Alvaro Amaury (AAA, much like Alcoholics Anonymous) take copas y tapas . I ate a bit of chorizo, cheese, meat and also molds. At night, secretly, I opened the window room. In secret, because the Cosmonaut hate sleeping with a window open. But I was punished because mosquitoes devoured my back at night. The day I started having itching also on arms and legs and I kept killing flies I'm the invisible cause. And actually, I had pimples everywhere. I bathed twice that night to drown this parasite that was trying to eat me, but to no avail. I was just relieved that it was not scabies, scabies because I know that Sylvester has been brought from India and he has foisted on his family. The night I
could not even sleep because of itching and one o'clock I started to tell me it's odd that these flies and parasites that puff me, while Comsonaute sleeping quietly, and I said that without doubt, I had an allergy. And since he coughed more, sleep is what the Cosmonaut wanted to do, and he therefore said that it would "take until morning," which meant that I was going to take me and him he went to sleep. But about five o'clock in the morning, I had pimples everywhere, including the face, so I decided it was no longer valid and we were going to emergencies. Once there, they looked at me quickly to see that I have a reaction Allergic will know why, and they put me on antihistamines. They stopped and my reaction, but all my reactions in general and they let me in vegetables, so no question of going to work in the morning. Then they added me a lot of other pills, I stopped eating when my buttons are missing.
Last night we had a party at home. We managed to fill our living room as people often did in Grenoble. I was so tired I could not hold long enough to see the damage višňovice Denis. The morning I got up to begin storing Cosmonaut while sleeping. But then, I'll wake up without thank you. In the evening they share. We're going to Martinique to celebrate Christmas at the cosmonaut's mother. See you soon!
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