14 agosto 2006

Not a good day

This evening, arriving at home I was informed by my wife that my son's family was diseased. The disease was the famous rotavirus. Indeed, my wife fone my cell and told that I should come back home imediatelly to take may son to Unimed, because he was very bad. Her voice failled when she was talking to me, so I began to imagine another possibilities. And the main cause, I had no doubts about it: My mother, 92 years old had died. Obviously because she was taking medicines for the cough and labyrinthine. But the reallity was that the rotavirus was the real theme of the fone call. Thanks God!

2 comentários:

caos e ordem disse...

Show de bola Senhor. Deverá receber muitos comentários dos gringos. Nunca tinha ouvido falar do tal virus.
Tive que reler para entender que não era a morte da D. Esther, prefiro que escreva em Português.

Zecão

timtimdez disse...

Lá fui eu para o meu Webster's, meu fiel dicionário de inglês. De tudo o que mais valeu foi eu saber que a Dona esther está bem firme nos seus 92 years e que o rotavirus não está apenas em Barbacena, tendo atingido, inclusive "my wife". Mas eu concordo com o Zeca, facilita a vida da gente: escreve em português.