Unfortunaltely, just a few minutes ago, my dear son Luis fell off the last steps of our stairs to the garage, hit his head on the metal firedoor, and as a consequence is now in the Hospital with Giulietta doing X rays and all other checks.

luckily several docs in the family.
I tried to call my wife several times, but in the Hospital she can't get network.....on one occasion I managed to talk to her...couldn't hear very well but she said he was ok, so far, but didn't sound happy...you know women...
she said that the door imprint is in his head, and created a depression with the shape of the corner in his skul, but no cut to his skin.
He seems normal she said, but we never know.
Therefore, the fact I am away, the lack of news, the fact I can't get to my wife via phone, and the fact that it is after all my never stop, allways moving hell kid...has me really worried and hoping the best.
Sorry but I have no real friends here and needed to vent this crap out.
Fred had races today, don't know about that either...pissed off I am...
Here is the child from hell...Fred was so much peacefull.
