When on 15 October 2008, I opened my eyes, was a Wednesday either, the world continued to live and Cieloa even the stars were shivering, panting lagrimasa even cried in the rows closest to the candles, the world did not cared about my pain, Dr. Eusebio Palomino, my anesthesiologist, had already retired, while I slowly opened my eyes and my eyes watched the mist on the new road, behind only had amnesiaa the front gave analgesia, confusion reigned, seconds and more seconds passed and I preguntabaa And who am I?, And where am I?, kept passing minutes more minutes and kept asking yQue matter?, could see little, people dressed in green who was moving from side to side and I atendiana every second, every minute I was getting my concienciaa when the drugs are metabolized and recovered plenamentea I screamed and wanted to sit, ran to auxiliarmea Tranquilo Miguel! … Tranquilo! … Paquita and Marlene, were next to me, yQuienes are? a "thought-a Ysera angels? .. Ysera Virgin? … and Marujita And where is he? … clumsily walking hand in hand with silence and fear, the nurses I spoke with great tenderness and told me to unisonoa Ahola Miguel Welcome! … I must have smiled, for I am an educated person, but yQue looking for? – asked me, "because I turned my head to all sides of this room of glass, there I found my old friends, was the Multi Parameter Monitor, Pulse-Oximeter, the venipuncture, central catheters, tubes, drains, dressings but still desperately seeking yQue looking for? a ASeek A Clock! …