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the third time this week going through a medical examination. Diagnoses are different and most sound mysterious, strange.
Today came the doctor with an assistant. The doctor-friendly, but very little professional. Assistant without a greeting, I began to opukiwać in different parts of the body.
-How do you feel?
-Not the best.
-hurt anything?
-In principle, yes .- I replied a little tired.
doctor looked in my eye almost crushing my eyeball.
-Ouch! - I blurted out.
- Nothing, nothing. Quiet. -commanded the doctor. At that time, an assistant pulled out a whole battery of syringes.
-What are you doing now?
-checking breath puffed out his cheeks .- Dr. and took mine, "the expert".
-usually as the patient says, it means that breathes .- I said teasingly.
-In that case ... I will examine the pulse. - Actually, grabs my wrist and says -Pulse is!

After several minutes, my body and inspect the implementation of X-ray the doctor said:
-You have a bit of a broken leg.
-bit? - Please, and I thought that no diagnosis I am no longer surprised.
- Yes, a little bit, but not much.
I wanted to go into a long discussion with a doctor, but right now assistant (doing me a shot in the knee) said:
-Dog here! ... Oooo psi-psi here! - pointed the finger at the growing puddle on the floor.
Recovered instantly.

Summer holidays are the busiest time for the Bride and Mother, two months alone with his progeny, trips, heat, trips to the pool, learning to ride a bike Dzidkiem and most importantly, the purity of science Mateo in the lead role. The period is a wonderful, albeit wyżymający me with any stocks vitality. When night falls and the kids finally asleep, which is delayed by the heat for hours, I have no strength to any intellectual entertainment. I force myself to read a few pages in French with neurological disorders, but in writing a blog does not have enough energy already.

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Sleepless in Geneva.

can not sleep through the World Cup finals. I did not watch the match, or information, even so I know who won. It's Sunday, 23.15 hours and crazy ride through the streets, horns horn, instruments, and what you can. They scream. Cheer.

Our children can not sleep-bang firecrackers it raises.
-Mommy, tell my dad that there is a match and someone with someone winning a country that is to say, I do not know how, with another country .- Theatre Dzidek whisper informed me.
Mateo ran up to me for the seventh time this evening. He seized his plastic gitarkę. He began to accompany and sing something in the language of the Zulu-gula. I put him eighth time to his crib.

I went to the balcony. We traveled lane two cars, each in different directions. Both drivers were happy trąbiąc obwozili clustered extremely noisy.
-I am confident that Germany will honor the silence of the night .- I smiled to himself.
I remembered the evening four years ago. Just like today, we went into the mountains. When we returned home, accompanied us to the films atmosphere of catastrophe-total emptiness in the streets. Living soul was not even a single car on the highway. We had the impression that the human species totally extinct during our wandering Jura. We drove through France, the team fought for a world title in football. That evening was held the World Cup finals and we all watched it with bated breath, there was nothing more important.

Another happy team traveled pod naszymi oknami. Z tylnego siedzenia wychyliłam się dziewczyna trzymając flagę i krzycząc "Espana".
-Wariaci! ...Na pewno "moja Hiszpanka" z rodziną też świętują w Madrycie.- Pomyślałam.- Niech się cieszą, umieją to robić. Nasze dzieci i tak prawdopodobnie by nie zasnęły, bo straszliwie gorący (upalny) jest dzisiejszy wieczór.