“So, a friend’s head began to hurt. Not in the sense that she was tired of her marital duty, but actually began to buzz, even while performing it. Russian people are divided into two categories: they go to the doctor before they need to, or after Nobody knows how to do it in a timely manner, hence all the problems. After a month of taking painkillers, the girl had the idea that citramon was not working.
She chose a fashionable clinic. Almost the chief doctor listened to everything in detail and suggested immediately moving to the morgue, having, of course, done an MRI to calm the soul. They say, it is clear that the tumor cannot be helped, so get ready. But if you don’t mind the money, you can get factual confirmation.”