Next stop: Sanatorium

Hello, how are you? Who would have imagined it? Hours after writing the 3rd part of Julieta and her father-in-law, I had to be rushed to the hospital suddenly. A few hours later they moved me to a common room but I felt really bad and with little energy. It was a big scare for my whole family. I was doing more than fine, I had never had any problems, in check-ups everything always came out fine. But approximately 3 hours after publishing that third part (which I published before sleeping), I woke up to go pee and the last thing I remember is getting up from the toilet. At that moment my TV turned off. From there I was hospitalized (it turns out I also had a strong hit, against the edge separating the shower from the main area). According to their words, you were dead for a few seconds, you're very lucky to be here, literally. I don't want to go into more details, I prefer to think about the future and move on (always positive). Something crazy crossed my mind (what person hospitalized, who almost died, would have something cross their mind?), I don't know if they'll want to participate, and what they think. They told me I have to stay here for approximately at least 2 more weeks. And I don't want to be bored. Now that I feel a little better, I consider myself ready to do something crazy, for example with a doctor (one in particular seems quite handsome). But so that this time you all also participate, I want you to tell me what you'd like me to do to this doctor, taking into account the situation and place, etc. Do I count on you? Even if it's not the great post (I myself realize it, I wanted to come and give you this information), your points and comments with ideas will be more than welcome, I'll appreciate them a lot from the heart. Ah, and I don't want to be exaggerated or much less (I'm grateful to be here telling you, if not capable they would think I simply abandoned you), if I end up disappearing suddenly and for time, you know what happened