Когда в душе ты зайка...а в зеркале Ганнибал...

When in your heart you are a bunny ... and in the mirror Hannibal is a lecturer ???????????? ... we look more positive ???? ... or what happens if you "put" on your health, a couple of times transfer sore throat on the legs, mold in the office - it does not matter ... as a friend once told me "health" is a huge barrel and if you constantly scoop up from there and add nothing, then sooner or later it will end ... never there were problems with ENT ... but it turns out if you give up a certain rhythm of life, playing sports ... then slowly but surely everything starts to crumble ... it turns out when I was systematically involved in sports, my ENT problems that I did not even suspect , decided by themselves because of active breathing, naturally warming up the body, fresh air - everything that was superfluous came out naturally, but ... we always have no time ... I will have time ... and then, yes, chronic sinusitis and not philosophizing lacquer - immediately the operating table ... our free medicine is a separate story ... to do the operation for free this you need to go through 7 circles of hell ... of course, doctors in the district clinic do not always come across good things ... and more often on the contrary ... some of the eastern countries cannot even understand computed tomography ... and what did you bring ????? ?????????? ... the impression is that you see for the first time ... you are going to the district hospital ... the repair was probably there ... no, it has not been since the moment of construction, the windows are broken in places, there is no tile, plaster hangs from the ceiling, people lie in 8 people and it feels like the movie "The Walking Dead" ???? ‍♀️ was filmed here ... in the hospital you are offered a free operation after half a year, and a paid one after 3 days ...BUT! They themselves advise not to stay there in mild cases, but to run home on the same day ... they did not even offer me for money, they honestly said, “You know, we cannot refuse you, but in your case we do not have special equipment, and it is better to do it somewhere, but not with us "... go wherever you want, do what you want ... a paid operation in specialized hospitals costs from 50 to 100 thousand ... which naturally can be pulled by any state employee ???? ???????? ... you are looking for various options and it turns out ... oh joy, you are attached to the 122 MSCh and you can do it there for free ... you go through the doctors again, sign up for the operation and at the very end they tell you, sorry, but we cannot serve state employees according to the new standards, well, or maybe at the end of the year we can allocate a couple of places, then come, or maybe not ... look for other options ... and you think, well , what kind of state we have ... you can only die for free ... and then, only every fifth Thursday of a leap year of the second century ???? ???????? ... you take your hands in feet and go to the head doctor ... who, despite any bureaucracy, takes responsibility and agrees to accept you ... just like that ... for free ... and it is not a fact that our state will pay ... because he is a doctor, a professional who not only dismissed, but delved into your problem and wanted to help you - "All the same, our profession is to save people," someone will say that this is taken for granted, but I rarely saw decent people who are in their place and work as intended, doing what they really like ... the hospital turned out to be really good, there are 2 people in the ward, all according to the European standard, the wards are closed for electronic key, each ward has its own toilet, shower, TV ... I came across a cheerful neighbor of the same age and the same cheerful doctor of the same age ???? ‍⚕️ ... before the operation you are given a special suit and a hat, just like in the movie. ..the operating room itself is located behind a huge electronic metal door ... m an exclusively female operating team was not caught ... and everyone in such cute costumes with butterflies, flowers, even teddy bears ... but it really pleases and somehow reassures ... they are joking about something with you ... this all at the same time begins to do something, someone tightens your hand into the cuff, which measures pressure every 2 minutes, someone puts a catheter in a vein, someone sticks around you with various sensors on the heart and, like in a movie, attaches it to your finger a clothespin that records your pulse ... the anesthesiologist is joking, we will put a tube down your throat to breathe: “But you are an investigator, a colleague in stressful work, so used to it” ... and then emptiness, open your eyes ???? the same faces are in front of you, the anesthesiologist asks: “What tears are pouring, investigator”, I answer: “I don’t know, it hurts” ... they put on some kind of oxygen mask and ... so you want to sleep ... the anesthesiologist “Masha , don't sleep, let's talk ”... as I understand it, they need to understand whether you are aware of what is happening, you understand, what is happening around, where are you ... we are talking about something, but I don't even remember, everything is in a daze ... in the end I wished to successfully catch the criminals, but I still passed out. :)