Lying in the ambulance was still reveling in the final scene of my departure. While the nurse took my blood, my head had been recorded the faces of all involved. The worried look of Esther, the face of application of Lucia, the last expression of the judge. Who did not see it anywhere was Josephine's sister, Esther, took the confusion likely to go to the bathroom to powder her nose, this hubbub of market women would not want the slightest.
- How old do you have? "Twenty-four
.
"Then you have the voltage too high, 10 ½, sixteen. It's a bit strange to her age.
Damn, I thought, no I should have been carried away to hospital. Never go to the doctor, I told an old acquaintance, then you'll find something. I got the idea to run away, but it was too late, the ambulance was coming into the emergency access tunnel. I sat in a wheelchair.
"No big deal," I said a simple punch in the nose.
"They're the rules, in case it becomes faint.
I walked around various rooms and rooms had blood in me, I weighed and measured, on another I had an x-ray of the nose, if he had anything broken, and the last an electrocardiogram. Finally, they made me wait a while in a query, until it appeared a middle-aged doctor, very friendly, easygoing and talkative.
"Hello, Peter, I'm the doctor Gallium how are you?
"Well, doctor, and you?
"Very tired of having to care for injured, abused, and people who are not careful, like you. Let's see, you have the voltage too high for your age, you are under weight and muscle mass, and on top you have high cholesterol.
"Now, I'm actually a wretch .- I concluded, sadly.
"Well, we'll return to a diet and within a month, the consultation your doctor, with this report. If you have not improved will have to take medication.
- Medication? If I feel good.
- Very simple, if thou dost not, within a few years can have a stroke and die ... or lose the other eye and go blind, is that what you want?
"No, of course.
- Do you take fruits and vegetables?
"Very little.
- Salads?
"Uh, no.
- Fish ?...¿ But what you eat?
-ham and cheese sandwiches.
- Do you do sports?
"Very little. "Just throwing knives from time to time, I thought.
"Then you have to walk all days one time and get all the exercise you can ... including feminists. Eat right, no salt, no alcohol, no coffee, no fat. "Smoke?
"No, doctor. "I replied crestfallen.
"Thank goodness. One thing you do correctly. And that spirit up, boy, this is just a warning to change your life. But a serious warning. And you can go, and I do not see you anymore, unless we meet in a bar, I take a beer and a juice you, ah, no coca-cola. Come on, get out, I have a lot of work.
-bye, doctor. "I waved meekly.
I could not believe. All the fun, joy, pantomime, all that was gone, instead discouragement and self-pity had dominion over me. Lucy was waiting for me, solicitous. I asked if I needed anything. I just wanted to go home and lie down, do nothing, trying to absorb what had happened and what it meant. When he saw me enter the door Rosita noticed my crestfallen face.
- What happened?
"Nothing, I am full of infirmities of old age. "And I explained everything.
"Then do not want pizza. Do you prepare a salad of lettuce and tomato?
"The doctor has not told me anything about pizza.
"Yeah, but that follows, you cholesterol. I had to
resigned to this new life insipidus. Walking bored me, I never liked the exercise. I dissociated from the routine of business. Why bother, why so eager? Delegated it all. In Jesus, in the rough, Lucia, Rosa. I simply talk on the phone with one and all, except Rosa, of course, with whom he lived, "give them some instructions, and sometimes sent to Charlie from one place to another. At that time already begun to market cell phones, so I bought a machine and gave my walks as he spoke. After a month I went to the doctor. Something had improved very little.
"You'll continue with the same program. I said.
definitely stopped taking tranquilizers, I no longer needed, was very quiet, too. Why, he asks again and again. What's the point? What ever slept, eight and ten hours a day, I even fell asleep after eating and I lay napping. Read novels all day, hours and hours. I gave the South American novel, García Márquez, Vargas Llosa, Cortázar, Mujica Lainez, and so on. All that I transported to another world, another setting, other problems were quite different from mine. Reading for pleasure to escape without trying to reason or remove anything. While ultimately I guess all these feelings, these ideas of the characters were slowly seeping into me, creating a breeding ground that allowed me to have another view of reality. I realized how much I had been a character, a puppet in the hands of fate. I ended up thinking that the guy had done a great favor to give me that punch, that chain of causes and effects had led me to change my life, to stop and think, not to get carried away blindly, and never better for a road- me as inexorably doomed to disaster. I decided I had to take charge of my own destiny.
In these was when I got a call from the executor of Frederick. Informed me that Esther had withdrawn from contesting the will, and requested a personal interview with me, she and I, without lawyers, I wondered if I could give my phone to set ourselves the meeting. I thought for a moment, if it had been a meeting with lawyers, to further discuss and negotiate, had drained the package sent to Lucia to deal with. But what seemed to be something more personal than the routine.
"Okay, give my cell number.
While waiting for the call, which took several days to produce, was speculating about what would be their goal. Beware, I I said. Surely, as has moved away from a challenge, I suggest that I in turn withdraw the complaint against her husband. Okay, I'm willing to do, get rid of pay for my injuries, but still will be the charge of resisting arrest, and that is in the hands of the prosecutor. In addition, there is still the other sister, Josephine, will have to propose some tactics to make it back to the fold of sanity. All that and more, I thought the call was delayed as Esther.
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