I feel like expressing my awe with you guys, specially cause many of you I consider my friends and would like you to know what's up with my (new) life. Plus, it's a long story and I want to have to write it down only once instead of explaining to each of you whom I chat with on msn.
So like two months ago my dad went sick, we were sure it was Hepatitis A (the fucking useless medical exams here came positive for it), and after a month of my dad being sick and yellow my mom decided to take him to Caracas (the capital city, best technology, clinics and doctors of the country) to some specialists and to their surprise, it was no hepatitis. It was a Pancreatic tumor. The doctor who discovered the tumor came out of the exam in tears telling my mother that he has 3/4 weeks of life left, my mother was in total shock, but didn't give up.
He was then examined more, and another doctor found out the tumor was operable, and that there was a possibility of it being entirely removed, if that surgery was succesful he could've been cured and nothing happened.
It wasn't that way
Doctor went "oops" when he opened my dad up and noticed the tumor was slightly bigger than he thought, and positioned way too dangerously near a vein, so he decided to do something else and left the tumor (too lazy for medical details) to be treated with therapy (quimio, radio, whatever and however that's written in english).
So, to make a long story short, my dad was born in spain so the social insurance there pays for absolutely everything, plus his family is there and the best doctors and technology for what he needs, so......
I'm moving to A Coruña, Spain by the end of the year. I´m taking nothing but my bass and my girl, a fresh new start in a much better country, I´m glad I´m finally leaving this horrible shithole of a country
Wish me luck!!
Edit: I´m also going to marry my girl so it´s easier to take her with me and she could live and work there. I´m 22, but fuck it I´m more than sure this is what I want
So like two months ago my dad went sick, we were sure it was Hepatitis A (the fucking useless medical exams here came positive for it), and after a month of my dad being sick and yellow my mom decided to take him to Caracas (the capital city, best technology, clinics and doctors of the country) to some specialists and to their surprise, it was no hepatitis. It was a Pancreatic tumor. The doctor who discovered the tumor came out of the exam in tears telling my mother that he has 3/4 weeks of life left, my mother was in total shock, but didn't give up.
He was then examined more, and another doctor found out the tumor was operable, and that there was a possibility of it being entirely removed, if that surgery was succesful he could've been cured and nothing happened.
It wasn't that way
Doctor went "oops" when he opened my dad up and noticed the tumor was slightly bigger than he thought, and positioned way too dangerously near a vein, so he decided to do something else and left the tumor (too lazy for medical details) to be treated with therapy (quimio, radio, whatever and however that's written in english).
So, to make a long story short, my dad was born in spain so the social insurance there pays for absolutely everything, plus his family is there and the best doctors and technology for what he needs, so......
I'm moving to A Coruña, Spain by the end of the year. I´m taking nothing but my bass and my girl, a fresh new start in a much better country, I´m glad I´m finally leaving this horrible shithole of a country
Wish me luck!!
Edit: I´m also going to marry my girl so it´s easier to take her with me and she could live and work there. I´m 22, but fuck it I´m more than sure this is what I want
