A few months ago, still running after the wind when fighting with the mirror because it projected an image of my body emaciated and so the weeks passed, my ears were deaf to the entreaties, until they became strong demand, parking brake and put hooked the engine, got out of it and surrounded by my loved ones I went to see this monster called INEN, which to two fears, which we all have heard, where the specialty made many friends and some work there, I crossed their fangs, these cold re jas Avenue facing me and I Alina you to their jaws. I found my friend Dr. Manuel Alvarez Larraondo and as always so attentive and helpful.
I do not know how shortened days because in a week and out of that monster with my diagnosis under the armpit, worried, hesitant, almost become a philosopher of life, after a month, those doubts were planted in the silence of physicians, reasonable questions unanswered, we decided Karin hear from Mexico clamored for travel, I carry my plate, my TAC, my analysis, diagnostics and inflating my chest telling me that I had seen the “Monsters” … of Endocrinology in the Department of Medica Sur Hospital. Abdomen where they work about 30 doctors between clinical surgeons knew no monsters, all studies were returned to me and I repeated them … despite my complaints, so they did! it seems that “he who kills iron” After 20days returned to Peru with my diagnostic under the other armpit, diametrically opposed to those who gave me the Endocrinology course studies were more sophisticated, advanced technology.