Time passed by very slowly as glanced the blank walls of my room. I found a curious fact about my head, I couldn't stand doing "nothing" for too long without compromising my sanity.
DAMN it was boring. Some people may already know about my gastritis problem, and guess what? ... doctors were wrong!
All it took was one skilled doctor to touch me with 2 fingers to predict what the ultrasound scans would confirm (because 3 others already gave their diagnostic, as if they were playing some sort of malevolent bet over the reasons of my pain)
cholecystitis.
Not so serious, but, I can risk stating that, damn it hurts like hell, and no matter what you do it will still hurt.
The basic treatment consisted in topping off my bunny-chow diet with antibiotics, after 3 days of intravenous mixes of antibiotics (enough to wash away a small horse), I am "perfectly fine".
The quotes are there, because, in a month or so, I've to go back to the hospital so that they may check how am I doing and if they should or not perform a surgery (something I'm not very fond of).
I just hope, I never have to be in a hospital again, in a room with second to none quality of wifi signal.
Now... lets see, how many readers did I lose during my absence?