Yesterday was a bit weird. My step father suffered a athma attack and we had to bring it to hospital. We had plan to go to the street carnival (Salvador in February man... it´s unmissable) but we had to change our plans last minute. As an ex officer of the brazilian Air Force he had a special hospital with a cover plan and everything. But the man was down, like real down with breathing problems and else. So we arrived there rushing cos the treatment is simple but you need to give it quick. Arriving there, nobody... or barely. Then you say ok, wont be long till we admister the treatment. But then after giving his ID they said he had to wait for the decision council to approve the injection... and my step father hardly securing himself... surreal. Then we wait... and wait... and wait..(advertizing spots.... hemorrhoids, headaches medications on TV WTF??? they don't have anything better to show it's carnival for sake!!!). Then they said ok, he can get the holly injection. Now for the nurse, where is she?? going inside the hospital looking for her. Right... now @ least we can get my step dad in. Then what... aah found her and oooh great, the medic is with her. That was emergency for you, after 35 min waiting (we were the only one in the emergency that night) we could get him the injection. Hurray!!! Man I don´t wanna come there with a deadly wound otherwise I know I´m cooked.
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