Dear Logbook, twenty-ninth day of a new life.
Yesterday my Diary, in the end I did not go out to do caco or run … but I was walking something more and more bike, because we had to go to school at noon to pick up the little sailor Martín. Playing with classmates they have given him stronger than normal in his hand and his finger was quite swollen. Well, once picked up, heading to the health center and there about 3 and a half hours with radiographs in between so that in the end, less badly, it was only a strong blow. It will be gradually deflating.
Today we will see how it happens. Starting from the morning customs of getting up, making breakfast and taking the little sailors to the School, then arriving at the office and continuing to work. And a little more. In the afternoon it will be seen.
My Diary, one thing that is certain is that being in the day to day of family, work, etc. It does not have so much time to think about the past, or what hurts you hehe. Something good had to have work. Now if little by little we get the pain to go away it will be something that will only be remembered in a timely manner and when the dates of the revisions are approaching. But for that there is still a lot of time.
My Diary, for now I don’t tell you anything else.