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's true. I do not write too long.
But there's a reason: The unit of my life began landing maneuvers. Yes Since December last year. Slowly, day after day. A peaceful landing, but no opportunity to recover.
And so are passed from one evil to another, from one hospital to another and so on. Being a little worse every day. Being able to do every day less.
Then in March I left I sent in the seventies and eighties. And, perhaps because my health does not help me more, I felt the shift. I was now accustomed to seventy for ten years. Now I look around and try to adapt to this last period of life. But day after day, I faced new difficulties with which to deal, and frankly, I have not had the time and desire to keep up with this poor blog.
's funny how the most basic necessities of our lives have become strange new feelings for me: who becomes aware of breathing? Who realizes that his heart beats? Who walks realizing that doing something wonderful?
note: For me, the beat of my heart and my breath became the My most important job. I live these things got tough for me, devoting all my attention.
And they say that there is nothing to be done to improve things that can only get worse. And then the moment by moment, day after day, I feel that I'm doing ritch back, and these simple things become a little more difficult.
Now I have reduced the steps that I am allowed to do on the street. And I am happy to have someone next if I am driving.
a couple of months my kidneys have started to show signs of failure. So next Monday I ricovererò once again to the hospital to find out what it is.
's so, my friends. Slowly. Day after day.
And now is the time budgets. And run the risk of being too harsh in judging my life.
Then I say yes budgets, but is much more important to find out what to do and how to live a positive life that I have left.
One thing is certain: the art of patient is not a job unnecessary and unproductive. I feel that I must find the value of my suffering and how to manage and communicate with others all the utilities. Offer?
I just hope to never come to weigh on the other, yes.
I will have done so if I can rediscover the beauty of things we have in our lives and of which we do not realize.
and enjoy the youth of others, hoping, yes, a little company.
Here. This is why I come to write on this blog. A hug to those who read giving purpose to my writing. Gigi, increasingly vecchiorimbambito.