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The term is fairly typical in people who have suffered a traffic accident. An accident like mine, which I did not feel they were born again, and yes God had wanted to give me another chance. The God that I mention here and in other articles, is the same as yours. If is Elvis, I have my doubts. Reasonable, too. In the case of having been born again, he would have multiple flaws (not previously thought to be perfect, now I think I was in my way.) Perhaps, I seem to have been born again not knowing recover more effectively, but certainly I'm here writing better or worse something to read, so I can feel somewhat fortunate. Thus not for me to complain. I do not want this to be understood as a cocky attitude, because my purpose is quite the contrario. It is possible that this article ought to have written the first of all, but I must say, it was Dieguito (explain in the Journal of Camino de Santiagowho is) the guy who inspired me to write about the accident, so the article is through him. Well maybe half too, haha, after all I too thought of it, but you are leaving and already sabe. The day of the accident came with the classic icy winter night in Madrid or so I'm told, because we started on the basis that no memory original about six months before the accident, called original memory to those that I have for myself, because with help, one night I chatted with a turkey that was the day of the accident and surprisingly it I said I sounded. And that would take a glass top. Unfortunately the driver also had, according to police reports pray, that I do not remember much. And yes, my accident was with a driver fart, but if someone wants to judge me, that is a person who has never led or been with someone who had failed a control. I therefore I can not keep you any grudge because nobody forced me to ride with him. Bad luck? Leaving aside that I do not believe in luck, it is said, do not play the lottery if you do not play and I must have all the numbers, because I had another bike accident (also a passenger) with 17 or 18 years, which only had some bruising and a small gap in the tibia.
Although it is I who speaks of the accident and I love to talk, this is something cool I did not speak, so if you ask me, deny having had an accident ji, ji.Probablemente've smiled more than one occasion, I hope, but because I'm a horny, this is harder than you imagine and also because I know that the cries and warnings are of little value. So I hope you have a good time reading this.
My time was spent in a coma in bed, but in my room! Not all the time (do not know the time I was in a coma, but I spent 8 weeks in the ICU) and may surprise you that someone does not know the time, but that he does not know that "people do not awaken a traffic accident coma like a nap. " I dreamed, thought, imagined or what you do in that situation I was in my room, in my bunk, but he would not go down. A very rare. Sorry to disappoint the more esoteric but I had no tunnel or anything. Well like another, and was: in a coma when I asked someone (or grandfather died and not someone like that) for the true religion. The response was Satanism. Let everyone draw their own conclusiones.Al leave the ICU, thoracic surgery led me to where I rummaged through the lung and despite what I'm curious, (which is a lot) , to be able to remember the face of my companion and to be there with a tube that penetrated my lung, I remained oblivious to it, which should be medium to high and you see the scar it made was when my mother told me as I had done. He had a fluid in the lung, it drained me three times until it disappeared as it had come, not knowing Como plant was more than 4 months and contrary to what is usually thought, in large part by the case, no I got bored during the half year stood entered thanks to the invaluable help of family and friends, who did not miss a day. A collation of this, I have a little story to tell: was there a crowd of friends to visit me in my room, and a nurse told them to leave, arguing that there could not have so many people, then the doctor saying it disavowed could help me during my rehabilitation hospital.
On my birthday I got the news of my discharge, which seems a good gift has become most of my nightmares, and the discharge was because I had an MRI that found he had damaged the cerebellum. I will not have a medieval mind and believe that my cerebellar injury occurred that day and not the accident, but the truth is that the symptoms of the condition are invited to do so because they appear late. They are now top effects that do not know who they are talking fatal, walking worse, not forgetting the happy trembling. Looking on the bright side, mind you say is most important, I have some factors better than before. Although the company is acting contrary. There will have not friends
The term is fairly typical in people who have suffered a traffic accident. An accident like mine, which I did not feel they were born again, and yes God had wanted to give me another chance. The God that I mention here and in other articles, is the same as yours. If is Elvis, I have my doubts. Reasonable, too. In the case of having been born again, he would have multiple flaws (not previously thought to be perfect, now I think I was in my way.) Perhaps, I seem to have been born again not knowing recover more effectively, but certainly I'm here writing better or worse something to read, so I can feel somewhat fortunate. Thus not for me to complain. I do not want this to be understood as a cocky attitude, because my purpose is quite the contrario. It is possible that this article ought to have written the first of all, but I must say, it was Dieguito (explain in the Journal of Camino de Santiagowho is) the guy who inspired me to write about the accident, so the article is through him. Well maybe half too, haha, after all I too thought of it, but you are leaving and already sabe. The day of the accident came with the classic icy winter night in Madrid or so I'm told, because we started on the basis that no memory original about six months before the accident, called original memory to those that I have for myself, because with help, one night I chatted with a turkey that was the day of the accident and surprisingly it I said I sounded. And that would take a glass top. Unfortunately the driver also had, according to police reports pray, that I do not remember much. And yes, my accident was with a driver fart, but if someone wants to judge me, that is a person who has never led or been with someone who had failed a control. I therefore I can not keep you any grudge because nobody forced me to ride with him. Bad luck? Leaving aside that I do not believe in luck, it is said, do not play the lottery if you do not play and I must have all the numbers, because I had another bike accident (also a passenger) with 17 or 18 years, which only had some bruising and a small gap in the tibia.
Although it is I who speaks of the accident and I love to talk, this is something cool I did not speak, so if you ask me, deny having had an accident ji, ji.Probablemente've smiled more than one occasion, I hope, but because I'm a horny, this is harder than you imagine and also because I know that the cries and warnings are of little value. So I hope you have a good time reading this.
My time was spent in a coma in bed, but in my room! Not all the time (do not know the time I was in a coma, but I spent 8 weeks in the ICU) and may surprise you that someone does not know the time, but that he does not know that "people do not awaken a traffic accident coma like a nap. " I dreamed, thought, imagined or what you do in that situation I was in my room, in my bunk, but he would not go down. A very rare. Sorry to disappoint the more esoteric but I had no tunnel or anything. Well like another, and was: in a coma when I asked someone (or grandfather died and not someone like that) for the true religion. The response was Satanism. Let everyone draw their own conclusiones.Al leave the ICU, thoracic surgery led me to where I rummaged through the lung and despite what I'm curious, (which is a lot) , to be able to remember the face of my companion and to be there with a tube that penetrated my lung, I remained oblivious to it, which should be medium to high and you see the scar it made was when my mother told me as I had done. He had a fluid in the lung, it drained me three times until it disappeared as it had come, not knowing Como plant was more than 4 months and contrary to what is usually thought, in large part by the case, no I got bored during the half year stood entered thanks to the invaluable help of family and friends, who did not miss a day. A collation of this, I have a little story to tell: was there a crowd of friends to visit me in my room, and a nurse told them to leave, arguing that there could not have so many people, then the doctor saying it disavowed could help me during my rehabilitation hospital.
On my birthday I got the news of my discharge, which seems a good gift has become most of my nightmares, and the discharge was because I had an MRI that found he had damaged the cerebellum. I will not have a medieval mind and believe that my cerebellar injury occurred that day and not the accident, but the truth is that the symptoms of the condition are invited to do so because they appear late. They are now top effects that do not know who they are talking fatal, walking worse, not forgetting the happy trembling. Looking on the bright side, mind you say is most important, I have some factors better than before. Although the company is acting contrary. There will have not friends
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Buenos días, Alvaro!!
Qué internacional!!
Qué grande que eres!
Me encanta leerte, aunque sea inglés
La próxima vez, además de inglés, artículo nuevo, vale??
Un bsito y sigue así
Almu
Tienes razón!!!
Gracias.
Hola, hola!!!
Ya veo que has encontrado un traductor mejor, eh??
Me alegra que cambies, actualices y amplies la información en tu blog.
Enhorabuena!!!
Araceli
Vaya, Araceli, que sorpresa, y buena. Sabes que la mejor traducción sería la tuya, pero a falta de huevos...algo así.
¡¡¡¡Grande Araceli!!!! ¡¡¡Como siempre!!! Muy buen post, espero que continúes de esta manera. Saludos para todos.
Continúa Araceli, me encantas
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