I'm not a morning person ... you say so? I just coined a new term? Well, it was to say I am not a person who loves the mornings, I do not like getting up, I always put us twenty minutes to roll out of bed, if I go to work I always put the alarm at least twenty minutes prior to the I should raise, but also often happens that I fell asleep again. Luckily there is a snooze button and playing every 9 minutes (do not know why I do not round figure of 10 minutes, maybe because it sounds for a minute?). At the moment, I'm at home in Rome, and my alarm and my dad. At the ripe old age of 82, after spending more than a year and a half to go back and forth between home and hospital as a cancer that has been fought to the sound of scalpels, chemotherapy and radiotherapy (which is at the age!), now you're putting it in sixth. And Dad has decidedly more strength and vitality of me. He gets up on time at 7.30 am (well, goes to bed at 20.30-21.00, though), you get breakfast, do a little 'cleaning, watch the news, reads newspapers and then as her daughter (me) still sleeping , at about 11am start knocking on the door to ask for a sign of life from me. I believe that my ability to hibernate like a bear should Marsicano in a matter of habit (I go to bed late at night), stress from work (yes, but who has no nce?) and also to some physical deficiency. To say that I feel is deflated and lethargic to say the least, but there are other small signs that the body sends you and tells you that something is wrong. Then the doctor told me he scored a series of blood tests (and not only that, but you understand, I need not say more) to determine if I have lack of iron or other deficiencies. Given that Dad must take exams on a regular basis now, we have organized our mission to take away the blood. So this morning I got up just before 8.00 (rolling on the strength out of bed) and I went with my father, spry as ever, hospital for tests. And then you encounter a society of files, red tape, but especially older Arzilli probably lined up from 7.30. The machine that has the numbers to line up does not give more details. We ask why ... seem to stop giving numbers (Lucky you!) after 9.00. but they are still nine ... Yes, but the machine is programmed and if it has stopped giving numbers mean that it is.
So me and Dad we had to go home empty-handed and keeping us close to our blood and in the morning I'll have to get up at 6:30 to beat the time the old men who give the assault Arzilli hospital.
It must be said ... touching loos pe 'field ....
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