Clearly I have made their way to seek stating that FiglioPig not get sick for months. And in fact it is sick. It also clearly has infected me and his little sister. So it was a week of hell between phlegm, cough, antibiotics, nasal wash, screaming, crying and vomiting. Only during the day, allowed only consolation during the night, in bad shape because of the influence, with a hysterical child to handle and a little girl that was not so quiet .... I swear at times I strongly desired to instantly disappear from the face of the earth. I die, really. I really felt on the bottom and I was not interested back. How many years ago when, in diving, looking up, I saw so much water on me to be seized by panic.
that now is not just afloat, but ... we say that if I was in the first 30 m below the water level, are now less than 15 m. Ground floor back, trying to compensate for the pressure to not blow themselves up ears.
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