When I awoke the morning of July 20, after a dinner at which I drank more than one drink too many, I noticed that my legs were heavy and both my arms tingling, but all attributed to the aftermath a wild night. Do not ever overdo it with alcohol (do not drink very rarely), but the night before, aided by the hot Roman summer atmosphere and the fact that I celebrate my new job, contributed to excess. As the hours go
tingling, however, rather than decreasing, increased in intensity and so the feeling of heaviness in the legs. So, with the excuse to have a chat, I called my best friend, neurological physiotherapist, who among other things, and a gossip, I asked him what could have caused my symptoms. She reassured me, saying it was definitely an attack of cervical (who does not suffer?), Probably an aftermath of a small plugging in the car for which I was the victim, occurred months before, she scolded me for I had never really cured with a course of physiotherapy, although I had repeatedly recommended. In short, as they say in Rome, I cocks.
He suggested, however, take a Muscoril, Voltaren and wearing an orthopedic collar for a few hours. I followed her advice, and sent Daniel to buy the necessary.
the evening, however, began to feel worse, more tired and weaker, and the voice was taking a nasal timbre, and even though I thought that the latter symptom was more of a suggestion, Daniel began to worry and asked me to accompany me to the hospital. I refused. He The next morning he woke up at the 0400 to go to work and did not want him to spend the night in the emergency room for what I thought was little more than an impression.
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