Well, after some time with way too much work, I decided I'd use this hour to update my blog a bit. As for the title, I'll be in Innsbruck (brr, I'm already feeling the cold...) a few days for christmas, from the 22nd to the 25th, so I am looking forward to my first New Years eve here in Madrid, eating the traditional twelve grapes... Sorry for anybody at home!
Finally, I'm back on my feet again and walking around without those damn crutches since the first of december. Yesterday, I even was trying on some new hockey skates and do hope to be on the game again by January - you can't imagine how much I miss it. For now, I'm compensating the missing sports component with some nights out and realized yesterday that I actually even have no problem shaking around the dancefloor a bit - at the cost of a huge whisky hangover I'm suffering from just now...
So about this whole health system here in Spain - as I said, my experiences are very bad with it, and after talking to some people here, it seems I even was lucky: they "only" lost my diagnosis and needed a few days to redo all the stuff, but I've heard of people which might have cancer where their blood sample went missing - it took them two months just to realize that the sample was gone! Anyways, there is so much bad stuff going on, I'll just give you one advice: if you have a stay in a spanish hospital, make sure you have somebody talking spanish look after you, best every day. And make sure that person is very good at telling others what to do. I was asked several times if I do not have any relatives here - and looked at very puzzled faces when I told them that I was on my own... However, the best solution is, if you are severely injured, to get back to a first world country, at least health-wise. As for all the glory details, I decided not to write about it, because it just makes me feel bad to even think about it, so just take this as a word of warning.
