BAR&ANKÁS BLOG

Finally I have gone to the surgeon this evening, my friend insisted that he should visit his doctor where she was taken control of prosthesis mammary that made her more slender ….
Days ago I am called a friend who is a nurse surgery chief in a hospital of Tarragona called “Holy Key”, like our boss …
He comments to me on the possibility that they should do the intervention to me here, that she is working with a surgeon who has five years of experience in Brazil, the cradle of the esthetics. So they have quoted me for Friday, he will be the second surgeon who sees me … since I was already in Beltvitge, where I visit other that discarded the expansores and the prosthesis it would suck. Here more information. He advises me reconstruction with tatters, for the skin burned in the radiotherapy. Aquí mas información. Me aconseja reconstrucción con colgajos, por la piel quemada en la radioterapia.
I had always longed some for prosthesis and at least to look like a teenager with his two good nipples.

As every male and not queriendo to presume especially for it, I have always dedicated big part of my thoughts and interests towards the beautiful sex. This way, since into my tender infancy they were proceeding to try to inculcate me the rudiments of what, in a catholic school it was spending for being “a sex education“ the doubts did not stop accumulating in my head.

Since it is obvious to the sexual act as such one was not dedicating a lot of time, (in fact none), therefore one was proceeding to get down to business of the question dividing it for his biggest comprehension in two exciting topics; first, since the sperms climb up to fertilizing to this enormous cell known as the ovum and second, as everything what it raises has to go down, the growth and descent of the fetus up to finding his freedom.

The second part was not waking up in me excessive interest, was consisting basically of a big ball of cells that was growing and growing up to looking alike to someone, nevertheless Reading more …»

Fantasy has given us another poem, this time talks each other of Beautiful, his author Pablo Neruda. For tod@s that like the poetry and that vibrate with her, I leave this nice video to you with the voice of our reciter, Fantasía.

Thanks for this new delivery, for me a pleasure to publish your emotions in this so nice form.

A new idea has just occurred to me for the blog …

… I will comment already to you.

They say that the sky is beautiful,
but I that I am small, see it big.
I ask my parents to give me his hand
and to my grandparents, knowledge.
Although kidling, I feel the love
where it waters the people every day,
Love is a flower and flower passion.
I that I grow, I am the illusion of every day.
There are the voices illusions and the cautious passions.
Those that they cannot appreciate
these feelings, they have no life.