Body #0E 21 января 1998

Юмор

Smile - The story of a boy - Jura.

                          SMILE!

(C) Yuri ... PHN 249-63-14


     = Odna story about a poor, sick malchika Yura =



                         Foreword ...

Do not try to understand what does and does not necessarily 
understand. 

                                                (Unwanted 
advice) 



                                            Chast 1. Katakomby.



              The first day. September 19. Tuesday.

Morning. I woke up. Vstal. The penultimate raz looked nA sun.

10.00 came to the hospital. Hashel entrance. Otobrali jacket 
with slovami: 

      - Ona you no longer ponadobitsya ...

10.30 Long iskal palatu on koridoram. Hashel. In the palate 
cold. 

11.00 Koe-HOW begged blanket. Za is otpravili sdavat blood.

11.30 Vykachali 10 blocks blood. Became ill. I nearly died.

12.00 am lying in the palate. Few oklemalsya. Zamerz.

12.30 All nadoelo. Time off for the last raz home poproschatsya

      with their families. Ha 2 chasa.

17.00 returned zatarenny knigami. Lying. Chitayu.

18.00 Dinner. Takogo derma I have not eaten.

18.30 Again lie. Chitat nadoelo. Poslal all nahu $ and got spat.

22.00 Prishla vrachiha, prinesla 4 tabletki. Vipil. Sprashivayu 
- Th 

      takoe. - Purga, you zavtra nA rengen. (Kolombur!).

22.30 Poslal its nahu #. Lay down again spat.



                                          Chast 2. Judgement 
Day. 



               Second day. September 20. Sreda.

3.00 I woke up. It's morning? Hu #! Purgen podeystvoval. More 
raz Village      lal nurse. Went to tualet.


3.10 barely came out. And raz poslal nurse.

7.30 I woke up. Lying.

9.00 Zavtrak. (See about dinner the previous day.) But I have 
nel      SC! Soon nA X-ray.


10.00 Command nA X-ray. Vrachiha vzyala large syringes. Dumayu -

      not me. I vchera blood brali.

10.30 Doshla my turn. Intravenously infused 30 cubes kakogo 
something 

      derma. Ha 20 that died. Otkachali and continued. Thrown 
into 

      corridor. Golosa za door:

      - Escape.

      - Nea, he does no longer able.

10.40 nauseous. My throat was parched. Golova noise. In glazah 
dark. 

      Veins hurt.

11.00 Sdelali shots. And nah otpravili $ th.

11.30 Went spat.

13.00 Pozhral. All ravno from what pomirat.

13.30 lay down again spat.

16.00 Razbudili.

      - Ha thermometer.

      - Hahu #?

      - Hah $ h, tak nah $ #.

16.30 nA night time off back home. (Last zhelanie)

      - A blood who will zdavat?

      - And do not water them, whether unto you nah $ #?

      - No, do not go.

      - Togda I will go.

17.00 Kurtku not otdayut. Poehal nA tachke.

17.30 I Houses !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


                                      PS. Zahodite nA 
kladbische. 



                        Afterword ...

The morning was quiet and serene. The clouds were flying around 
the apartment arrays and stole sheets that hung out to dry farm 
people. I wonder, why are clouds sheets? .. 

 As it turned out, they are in these sheets to wrap the corpses 
...