At last a bit of good news and a little note on the Spanish emergency service

My dear readers and blogging friends, at last I can announce you some good news about Monchéri who has now nearly completely recovered from what seems to be a serious anxiety attack. After having done more exams, taken X rays which do not show anything wrong, and a normal electrocardiogram, we are now left with this last option and we both agree that it's a very plausible one. It took Monchéri 3 days to feel better again, he obviously needed a rest. The pain in his chest has gradually disappeared and this morning he even felt in good form to go to the gym...so until now, this is good news.....

Thank you all so much from the bottom of my heart for all your lovely wishes and comforting words in the comments and the emails. It really helped me not to feel completely disorientated. I read very carefully all your suggestions and indications.

Someone in the comments in my last post mentioned the non responsiveness of the Spanish emergency health care. Last week end at a dinner with Spanish and English friends, as I was talking about my freaky experience, everybody was horrified at the very cool attitude of the person I was talking to. When I called the first time, obviously in a panic, I really thought they would send someone over but I was wrong ! Instead, we had to make a huge effort to get to the emergency center outside the village which fortunately is not too far. And the thing was Monchéri was unable to stand...after a while, the emergency service called back asking if we were ok. And of course, I had to tell the woman on the phone : pues, no...no estamos ok ! (no, we're not ok) and again I asked her, if please can they send a doctor....to which she answered a bit embarrassed, that the emergency service was quite saturated and also that young people should be able to make an effort....what ?...she also asked me to put Monchéri over the phone to check if he could speak again. Yes he could talk but he just couln't stand ! Retrospectively, I find the whole scene quite funny but believe me, on the moment I was completely at a loss.

So what is it to think about that ? Until now, my experience with the Spanish health care has been really great. When I had my big operation a few years ago, my parents insisted I should go back to France to do it but I had it done in Granada and frankly was totally satisfied and even grateful to my gynecologist and the surgeon who performed the operation.

I do understand the emergency service cannot send an ambulance all the time and that we actually didn't need it in the end...but if it had been something more serious ?

Also, to the lovely people who write me about changing life and coming to Spain, please make sure you learn Spanish because it's in this kind of situation that you badly need it !

Did you have any similar experience in your own country ? I'd love to hear it.....

I send you much love from our sunny Andalucia and will come back very soon with a due post on a very special lavender field....I've missed you and missed blogging too !
x Lala