Eggstick

This afternoon was a terrible afternoon, when the doctor asked me to go back to the hospital and the family kept it up, and now the family wanted me to go back to the clinic, and if I had to do at least a little surgery, as the doctor said, it would have been hard for me to see, and I had a lot of work to do at home, and I really didn't want to go to the hospital, and this afternoon I was “held” by my son, and after a checkup, the doctor said that I had to take a little pill without surgery. My heart just flew. Happy, on the way back, my son said to me, "Mom, I'm going to eat omelet, I'm going to eat bread, I'm going to eat pancakes."。