In a matter of minutes, he was already lying on a bed with an IV and medication to help with the lower back pain that wouldn't let him rest. After three hours of the medication ending, a doctor appeared and told him that an opening could be seen on the X-ray and that he would need to see an orthopedist in seven days. The doctor reassured him not to worry, as an eight-day medical certificate would justify his absence. The medical certificate would end on the same day as the consultation with the bone specialist, who would provide another certificate if needed to continue justifying his absence. My father was speechless, and seeing that the doctor was waiting for a response, he could only nod in agreement. After everything was said, he left the clinic with the certificate that he would have to take to the company and prescriptions for medication that would help alleviate the pain, not all of it, but enough to allow him to sleep. "What happened next? You can't leave me hanging like tha

My father kept his eyes closed and after receiving the electroshock, the doctor asked him if he felt any discomfort. My father's unexpected response was, "I don't feel anything." What? How could he not feel anything? The doctor just inserted very thin needles through the skin into the muscle. According to the doctor, the needles detect the electrical activity released by the muscles. Yes, as far as my eyes can see, the activity appears on the monitor and can be heard clearly through a speaker. The exam lasted an hour, and in the end, my father did not feel any of the electroshock given by the doctor. Again, we returned to the room where my father was, and we were not given the results at that time. The doctor said that the results would be available in a couple of hours. So, we continued to wait. "No, please, I want to know the results already. Don't make me suffer. Hey, can I know what you ate while you were there?" "My father shared the food they gave him with me, you know, sick

"No, don't make me call Adal to help me with all this mess. I don't know how many employees he'll call to assist me, but neither of us will allow you to choose alcohol over eating and taking care of yourself. You're crazy if you think you'll walk over my dead body. Now, go back to bed, I won't take long to clean up and bring you breakfast, or you can order food, whatever it is, just not alcohol, noooo. I become tough, and she notices it, of course. She has no choice but to withdraw her arm slowly from my hand and whisper to me for the box of my cellphone. I point to my bag on the couch, correction, at the bottom of the couch, as the feathers are on top of it. Before she gets stressed, I go for it. "I'll order food, and please take care of that demon. I wouldn't mind exterminating it; it would even be a favor to the universe," she snaps, and I don't say anything because she's right. I'm the one to blame for bringing that indomitable animal. I head towards the couch, quickly finding

"I don't know, apparently memories were what kept our relationship alive. I can say that we should never have taken the step towards marriage. Maybe that's what ruined us. He didn't look at me with the same eyes anymore. His concern was his parents. Everything made him grumpy, and he seemed unsatisfied with the wedding preparations. He wasn't the same person anymore and without hesitation, he agreed to cancel the wedding. I could hear the pain in her words, how she wished to disappear. "He won't look for me and call me because I left him a good message with the post I made. I also made sure to block him everywhere and change the locks on the apartment. I'm not selling the apartment because of him. I need to change many things. I don't want this to affect me, but it does. Selling the apartment is a step I must take because the next step is overcoming the past that you miss so much. Gisela, I can't force anyone to love me. This is who I am, and there's no turning back." "He's a coward.

"I never meant to..." "It doesn't matter! Your intention doesn't change the outcome. Apparently, you didn't anticipate that I'm not the kind of woman who stays quiet when she sees you screwing whoever your damn and freaking penis wants. I'm tired. I'm standing here now, telling you how I feel about how you humiliate and make fun of me. So, please, enough." "Things aren't as you imagine," he covers his mouth with a hand, lowering it forcefully and letting out a loud sigh. "I was being polite. A greeting isn't a sin for which I should be judged. Your intentions will shine through and get what they want. Since you got mad for nothing, because I have nothing with her, I assure you and confirm it!" Wow, he really looks puzzled. No... I shouldn't fall for it. It could all be a coincidence, but I won't allow him to speak to me. To hell with manners! "I want you to understand that I'm not your toy, and I won't play that game." "Gisela..." "What?" I roll my eyes, trying to stop staring