Sad and Merry Events in July

The saddest part of July was that I had to spend about a week in hospital because of a very concerning high temperature that went up to 39.5 and caused me spasms and floppiness that scared my mum to death. We spend 5 days in San Juan hospital, where the nurses called me "ojazos" (big eyes) and everybody treated me like a Queen. Shame it was just the period when my 'American' family was there and we could not spend with them as much as we'd hoped for...

After 5 days we went back home, just in time to say good-bye to Zio Pic n family and to celebrate the birth of my Prima Inesita!!!!!!!!!!! Unfortunately the trip to Elda hospital, where she was born, did not do me any good and I became floppy again. Hence we had to spend the night under observation. That was the last sad event of the summer...the rest was all 'healthy' and merry!!! Although I did strongly resent the departure of Zia Marilena and the little ones first, and of Nonni later on...