Everything was normal, nothing was falling, everything had a given sense of what I was also thinking
that when moving one foot for another, it would not even be noticeable when I was with my mother, I had not noticed
that she had put on more than normal I thought she had something to which I noticed that she was sick and if she
He told me this: Son the doctor told me that I have "Type 3 Leukemia" and that it is fulminant, so I looked at it and
I told her but as a mother, how did that happen to you? She answered me: Son is that what happens is that when
I was small my mother suffered from type 1 leukemia and my father was type 2 diabetic also note that I inherited
This because the genes of my parents that was what I had inherited also sighed and I said to myself hopefully not there
had that isolate them falling into evil ... she looked at me as with something strange because she felt so bad did not
I knew it so I looked at me and I told her mom what are you going to do she tells me to clean up what I say I will go to study
mine and did not notice until I was silent and suddenly ......... ...