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morning I went to the plate to do blood tests. Wake up at 6, on arrival at Careggi to 7.30. I was already mentally prepared to do more than 3 hours straight, and instead of the row with the new management (the style of items) in less than 30 minutes I accept. Yay!
Then came the blow: the employee retires me the recipe, it gives me the envelope with the numerino, the sheet
to take delivery of the package for the analysis and delegation.
"Here mademoiselle, his analysis will be ready from February 1. "
astounded.
"How p-please, can repeat? "
" Eeeh know see here, bone alkaline phosphatase and 1.25 dihydroxy vitamin D. .. and also the parathyroid .. . It takes time. "
" I understand. But I have a visit set January 10 by the specialist. She explains how to do? "
" Look, can prove to be the type 9 and see if there are partial results ... Meanwhile, shows him as a doctor. "
Eeccccerto, why the doctor is a guess, the other pulls them to guess and try to hit the therapy. If you need to assess the metabolism of my poor aching bones will even know all the parameters, or not? What cabbage then just the main indicators are lacking.
Before incazzatura.
I move in the room where they make withdrawals, I start to sit quietly and wait for my turn. There is a monitor that gradually appear in the numbers and the room to go. Simple. No. Needless to mind. Because the system is based on giving priority to urgent needs, pregnant women and those who must begin taking any medication. So you will not call the numbers in ascending order, but in order of priority. To understand, if you have not told you 55 is named after the 54, maybe in the middle there is a 61, which is more urgent than you. It seems to me also right. Apparently not. An old stoned with 56 and 55 with hysterical chick have a blizzard. The first because the old and stoned, and like all old people are selfish and stoned and in a hurry. Hurry to do then ... You have 90 years. Your next goal is only death. And then you calm down and not stress that poor nurse holy woman. Eventually he passed out, or made her a passage of bile. But even worse was the chick: She does not even have the excuse of stoned. She was just a crazy hysterical did not understand why his friend with 53 and she had done with 55 no. The nurse said the holy woman, the mechanism of the numbers 5 times. But nothing. The Madwoman kept saying "It 'indecent, shall pass to their friends. You know what you know that one. Maybe you know a nurse and so goes on. Look at me look forward even past 67. It 'a shame! " Please note that the 67 was a remarkable girl with a belly. It had been eight or even nine months already.
Second incazzatura.
After half an hour in the company of these elements (and others huh course, because this system for the Florentine trooooppo mean really complicated) it's my turn, picking, and patch on.
I go to the bar, pasta and cappuccino, and I recovered. I leave and I went toward the station. At the exit there is a gypsy with his paper cup to beg. The skip past it. I cursed to the seventh generation.
Third incazzatura.
I set out on the sidewalk with my ombrelluccio. And of course the big rains there are puddles on the road. Pass an asshole to everyone in a pool fire and fills me with a mixture of water and mud motor oil from head to toe. Thank you so much, I hope you 4-wheel hole!
Fourth ...
Arrival at the station around 9.45 am and the first available train is at 10.38. Party delayed and more is still a life in Campo di Marte.
Fifth ... But lighter, I'm used to.
At home I in for a surprise. Torrential rain has filled the Fossetti just clean air and has thrown back the way arranged yesterday. All three of trying to convince the water to pass through the ditches and not to dig pits in the road.
and sixth ...
This was just to let you get into the Christmas spirit and wish you a Merry Christmas.
Oh, and a Happy New Year.
Then came the blow: the employee retires me the recipe, it gives me the envelope with the numerino, the sheet
to take delivery of the package for the analysis and delegation.
"Here mademoiselle, his analysis will be ready from February 1. "
astounded.
"How p-please, can repeat? "
" Eeeh know see here, bone alkaline phosphatase and 1.25 dihydroxy vitamin D. .. and also the parathyroid .. . It takes time. "
" I understand. But I have a visit set January 10 by the specialist. She explains how to do? "
" Look, can prove to be the type 9 and see if there are partial results ... Meanwhile, shows him as a doctor. "
Eeccccerto, why the doctor is a guess, the other pulls them to guess and try to hit the therapy. If you need to assess the metabolism of my poor aching bones will even know all the parameters, or not? What cabbage then just the main indicators are lacking.
Before incazzatura.
I move in the room where they make withdrawals, I start to sit quietly and wait for my turn. There is a monitor that gradually appear in the numbers and the room to go. Simple. No. Needless to mind. Because the system is based on giving priority to urgent needs, pregnant women and those who must begin taking any medication. So you will not call the numbers in ascending order, but in order of priority. To understand, if you have not told you 55 is named after the 54, maybe in the middle there is a 61, which is more urgent than you. It seems to me also right. Apparently not. An old stoned with 56 and 55 with hysterical chick have a blizzard. The first because the old and stoned, and like all old people are selfish and stoned and in a hurry. Hurry to do then ... You have 90 years. Your next goal is only death. And then you calm down and not stress that poor nurse holy woman. Eventually he passed out, or made her a passage of bile. But even worse was the chick: She does not even have the excuse of stoned. She was just a crazy hysterical did not understand why his friend with 53 and she had done with 55 no. The nurse said the holy woman, the mechanism of the numbers 5 times. But nothing. The Madwoman kept saying "It 'indecent, shall pass to their friends. You know what you know that one. Maybe you know a nurse and so goes on. Look at me look forward even past 67. It 'a shame! " Please note that the 67 was a remarkable girl with a belly. It had been eight or even nine months already.
Second incazzatura.
After half an hour in the company of these elements (and others huh course, because this system for the Florentine trooooppo mean really complicated) it's my turn, picking, and patch on.
I go to the bar, pasta and cappuccino, and I recovered. I leave and I went toward the station. At the exit there is a gypsy with his paper cup to beg. The skip past it. I cursed to the seventh generation.
Third incazzatura.
I set out on the sidewalk with my ombrelluccio. And of course the big rains there are puddles on the road. Pass an asshole to everyone in a pool fire and fills me with a mixture of water and mud motor oil from head to toe. Thank you so much, I hope you 4-wheel hole!
Fourth ...
Arrival at the station around 9.45 am and the first available train is at 10.38. Party delayed and more is still a life in Campo di Marte.
Fifth ... But lighter, I'm used to.
At home I in for a surprise. Torrential rain has filled the Fossetti just clean air and has thrown back the way arranged yesterday. All three of trying to convince the water to pass through the ditches and not to dig pits in the road.
and sixth ...
This was just to let you get into the Christmas spirit and wish you a Merry Christmas.
Oh, and a Happy New Year.
Friday, December 3, 2010
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