Today I filled the car trunk with 6 bags of small clothes, shoes and coats of my daughters. I just wanted to donate them to Nahil, the second hand shop of foundation to support women work. Since I cannot carry heavy things after the operation, I parked the car on the side of the street which was next to the shop. I wasn’t blocking the traffic in dact there was hardly any traffic on that street at that time of the day. I and my sister quickly took the bags out of the car and took them to the shop. We emptied the bags and wanted to go out. The lady there wanted to give us a receipt. I said it is ok, I don’t need but she insisted. When we get out of the shop we saw the police was towing my car. My car was hanging in the air. They didn’t put the car on the tow yet. We ran there and explained the situation. Of course they didn’t care. He said I need to pay the fine. I said I didn’t have any money with me right now and he said something, too. He was in the huge tow and I was next to it trying to raise myself on my toes and to hear what he was saying. Finally they left. I think I need to pay the fine as soon as possible. Maybe I blame the wrong parties but I think I am not going to donate anything again. Do good find good sounds rubbish at the moment. I am so happy that I am leaving because they don’t make enough parking places and we have to get into the narrow, dangerous, dark so called car parks under the crummy buildings and if we don’t we are fined! Fine, I am out!
On Monday I decided to visit my doctor for the treatment of the varicose veins in my right leg. I was just planning to talk about the cure. My doctor suggested a small operation called RPS. I laid on the bed and he cut the back of my knee for 2 cm. and injected something into the vein to block it. It was ok. As soon as I stood up I had visual disturbances. I went out because I had to walk for one hour. People’s faces, ads, colors,everything was mixed. I couldn’t read any piece of writing or I couldn’t recognize any of the faces. After one hour my vision was better but then I started to have a headache. Luckily I met with my sister after my walk and we headed for home together. As I was driving I tried to talk to my sister. The words that I pronounced weren’t the ones that I wanted to say. My sister was talking but what she was saying wasn’t making any sense either. I recognized the words alone but couldn’t bring them together to understand the overall meaning. It was so weird. I and my sister started to feel scared. The suffixes that I used , my pronunciation and order of the words that I was using got mixed. Suddenly my right arm and right side of my face tingled. I immediately pulled over. We called my husband and he took me to the nearest hospital.I was shivering there without a reason. There,the doctors asked for a brain scan. It was clean and the doctor said it can be a kind of migraine attack which was triggered by stress or fear. I cannot say I was under pressure during the sclerotheraphy but still something happened. I am not going to forget that moment. My brain was out of control, it was scary! My mouth spoke but I didn’t mean it. I was puzzled listening what I was saying. Later I talked to my mum and I found out that she also had the same type of migraine attacks and she shared her experiences with me. She was angry because we didn’t tell her about it in the first place. In short it was so scary. I wish I never find myself inside it again.