Treatment3Hospital

When was the last time I regularly wrote my diary on time :) I woke up in the morning of 9:00 after an alcoholic night. Somewhere around 4:00 6:00 I spent on the porch. Finally, I go hungry, open the fridge and think: "the fucking fridge is not working". But I look: it shines . more or less this is how I told it to my dad Terrified that I was under the influence of alcohol, I went to bed and I woke up. My hip hurt more and more At 9 o'clock I woke up, my grandfather was still drunk, at that time I crouched down and drank a bottle of mineral water on my kidneys, hoping that something would help. Olenka called, my grandfather still had such a drunken voice and talked to her. I also called my daddy that I was worried about him and we were going to cry. Interestingly, when dad came - he did not sense that there was drunkenness in that voice, he said it was because of his grandfather's new drugs. Maybe mixed up, because grandpa was under the influence of alcohol for a long time. Grandpa went shopping, I wrote in the afternoon to Esther for help with those sore kidneys. The pain was terrible, getting worse every hour. When my grandfather was not there, I even thought / a very stupid theory / that watching porn would loosen the vessels a bit, I did it, but it did not help me much. In the morning we also read in the newspaper about Doda who was beaten by Majdana's current fiancée. I also presented my grandfather with my 4-point way to get the girl back. He said it was a good idea for him In the afternoon there was a phone call from TPSA - as if she was trying to manipulate me, and for me it was a blackmail. She wanted me to accept something, so that they would not have to send me letters. I could say that I prefer to have it in writing. I wonder if they really were from TPSA. Dad said now you can call the blue line and ask if there were any such calls. In the future, they can use arguments: "You are chanting me? Because it's all like this: take, accept ... please, please." Boy, I was just thinking maybe she just wanted to get the word "Yes" out of me to make me accept some kind of agreement. . When I couldn't take the pain anymore, I asked my dad to take me to the hospital. This again his arguments that it was not so easy to get, accepted. He was not willing to take me. And he says he kept saying don't do it, you are doing it, following the example of David. As an argument I reminded him of the cigarettes, the next time I reminded my mother. - I was an idiot in love, I would not let my children do that, I told you, I told you that you do this renovation only for your mother, because we really had a very nice and well-kept house. So you are an idiot, an idiot who only looks at the outward appearance because you have to admit that mom was pretty, and in return for everything you get ... all the worst. - why did she generally marry you, because when you weren't pulled out a photo of the ex-boyfriend, he told how he would give her dad and once that it would be our dad (...). I do not remember whether I wrote, but some time ago / probably 2 days / a new symptom appeared: something like scabies on the hands. The moment I write I still pinch. I have to find out what could be the cause. We went with my dad to the hospital. He was fucking nervous. I talked to him in the car about his sense of humor, I guess it helped a little and I was great at improvising - as if the translator's technique. Fortunately, there was Oleksy - a great ovarian and probably an equally good doctor. As soon as I saw him, I said: I am glad to see the Lord: D I think he was talking to him and he certainly felt nice. They gave a ketonal drip - it didn't help. They measured the tempterature 36.2 - so probably a slight weakness. I guess I smelt a little too and was sweaty. Besides, I asked dad to leave - when I left, it seemed to me that he told everyone about the doctor and the doctor informed him. It is a bit illegal, although as I talked to my dad later - he said, when he was with David, he had to obtain his written consent. They got me a urine test - strange and urgent. Grandmother said Creatinine 139 - what an anomaly: D They gave a second injection: atropine + peralgin + something else intramuscularly in one. The nurse said she didn't like doing. I add that it is embarrassing. No - because it is painful for the patient. Although I must say that it was not so painful as she said :) She also drew attention to my stretch marks. She watched if something was happening after the drugs, they noticed my hand, interestingly, the left one, which was without these new obstructions. Besides, I myself said that she is numb. Ketonal in a drip as he said did not make the slightest impression on me. Atropine helped, when I left I thanked the nurse and the doctor sincerely. On the way back, I spoke to my dad about how I do research on drugs. maybe now he will gain more confidence in me, moreover, he said himself that he trusts me more, but he feels that it will not change soon. After the atropine, I had the impression of a hump on my spine, and my back felt like round glands. I went to sleep on the ground as instructed by my doctor, but I hadn't slept until four o'clock. I turned on the radio from the omnia, there was just an interview about drugs and doctors: to consult a doctor, and doctors prescribe some kind of medicine that sponsors them: the doctor has their leaflets, a pen ... I remember that I heard on the radio 5:00 , I slept somewhere until 3 p.m. and my dad woke me up. At least I slept for something.