24. January 2014 · Comments Off on My Novel Vidauna · Categories: News · Tags:

A child, dreamed of being doctor, dolls of cloth and carey of her younger sisters, were his first patients, their parents also dreamed to be doctor, at age 4, dress as Galen and the small desfilaba in the main square of his hometown in parades by fiestas patrias, lived, studied and grew up between dreams, continued dreaming of his mother sent him to Piura study at a prestigious Grand unit school San Miguel de Piura, left back Juan Palacios of Chulucanas and tender friends in the city while his mother dreamt, the teenager leaned to literature and politics – when this was decent-, but at the end of high school, joined the dream of the mother and began studying medicine that was not easy! And one year, one day, one morning the dream became reality! young graduated from medical surgeon, dolls were meat and bone, nails and pins were replaced by syringes the blood was real pain and suffering were true, the dream was full until that young graduated from Gyneco-obstetrician, he walked white already, for parade!, but to heal and fight against diseases and death and go well did it very! but one day out there hiding, death began to pursue him, walked him in the Amazon junglelosing on the road, as he walked from the heart of the jungle to the samiria River transporting to a surgical patient at the Hospital in Pucallpa, three days lived in the Green hell, three days and two nights only watched his eschatological horizon, was still a young man of 28 years, but it was already marked, he saved on that occasion thanks to a few dogs that spotted it and sniffing when she fell dying on the weed after many hours of stingsbites and dehydration, recovered and returned to the city, faced and defeated many times death and one damn night, demons dressed up drug addicts and They rammed their car which was traveling, killing her young daughter Natalie del Pilar, leaving him seriously wounded, where he met the agony, insanity and hell white operating theatres, the ICU and hospital stay, 5 months later returned to work and continued beating to death several times, but one ordinary afternoon told mouth of jug that he had cirrhosis liverCancer, I required of transplantation, otherwise I would die!, smiled and told him shadows do you think that you already won? .the transplant was carried out with success, at the time, precise and accurate and the doctor who once dreamed of being such, again defeated death, now continues fighting and beating death this watch you what ambush prepare?