(At the end, the text in
English)
Antes de regresar de nuevo a
La Grita, viví en Caracas con dos familiares más, primero con mi abuela Carmela
y luego con mi prima Socorro.
Llegue a La Grita y quede
bajo custodia de mi abuela Carmela. De las muletas y su adaptación no fue fácil,
me caí en dos oportunidades, lastimándome la cabeza.
Después llego mi padre por mí,
para trasladarme a Caracas, viviendo en el sector de Mariches, me sorprendió el terremoto de Caracas en 1967,
a pesar de estar solo, salí ileso. Luego ingrese de nuevo a la hospitalización.
Era como una casa-hogar y clínica, de monjes franciscanos, bajo la coordinación del hospital San Juan de Dios. La primera noche no pude dormir, volvía estar solo. Allí
pase, casi dos años, la mayoría del tiempo acostado. En una de las operaciones, me colocaron
mal el yeso y mi pie se puso morado, casi lo pierdo. Pude observar durante mi convalecencia muchos recluidos y abandonados por sus
familias. Lo bonito fue que conocí a muchos artistas, como José Luis Rodríguez,
Henry Stephen, Caridad Canelón y Mirla Castellanos. Pero mi sueño estrella
fue cuando cante con IVO, el cantante de los Supersónicos, que momentos.
Al llegar a los 11 años me pregunte: ¿POR QUE A MI? Aun con las operaciones y las terapias los dolores eran intensos, los pies, las rodillas y cuerpo de la cintura para abajo. Finalmente me elaboraron unos aparatos para ambas piernas y pude caminar sin muletas, fue muy difícil, con la silla de ruedas me sentía mejor y más seguro. Tuve momentos tristes y alegres. Uno de los más tristes, fue que paso un mes y no recibía visitas, hasta que un domingo como hoy, logre divisar a mi papá. Recibí la alta de la clínica, pero no quería salir de allí, me trataron muy bien y no sabía a donde llegaría. Para entonces corría el año de 1969, yo ya era un adolescente. Martin.
APOYAESTEPROYECTO paypal.me/yelitzasalas25.
TALLER PARA SER TU MEJOR VERSIÓN
APOYAR EL COMERCIO LOCAL ES INTELIGENTE
Tus aliados son aquellos en quien confías / Your allies are those you trust
Redes: Twitter: @YOSEQUEHACER2_
Yelitza Salas
APOYAME Binance / paypal: Yelitzasalas25@gmail.com O
https://www.blockchain.com/es/ - bc1qnhpreh9ceswwgk7rmz0fks558yeqtxwa8xrpy8
Proyectos productivos o privados.
Proyectos públicos o sociales.
Proyectos comunitarios.
Proyectos de vida.
Dear dear friends, in a few days, I will celebrate my second anniversary and to make it special, I have two confirmed guests, who I hope will be a real surprise for you in rich content. The subject of this blog is finance with common sense or rather at the service of society and not for its destruction, creating learning readings, content that must be considered for decision making and above all personal improvement, which in summary It is the basis of the main of the collective.
Today let's talk about polio, Venezuelan specialists grouped in the Infectology societies; Childcare and Pediatrics, and Public Health, expressed their concern about a drop in the coverage of vaccines against polio and other diseases in the country that, in "most" cases, are below 80%, a situation that It was further complicated by the pandemic. Specialists cite data provided by the Pan American Health Organization (PAHO) and the United Nations Children's Fund (Unicef).
Poliomyelitis is a highly
contagious disease caused by a virus that invades the nervous system and can
cause total paralysis within hours. According to PAHO/WHO, polio mainly affects
children under 5
years of age. One in 200
infections produces irreversible paralysis.
This is the story of my second uncle or second cousin, this is Martin.
It was the decade of the 50s
under the baton or the command of a dictatorial control in Venezuela. A
military regime represented at that time by Lieutenant Colonel Marcos Pérez
Jiménez, who would take the reins of the country until his overthrow on January
23, 1958. Venezuela in recent years was very convulsed. Through my story you
will meet some characters who are my origin.
I do not aspire for this to
become a literary work, I just want to reach the center of your heart so that
you understand that everything is possible for someone who does not give up.
I came into the world on
November 5, 1956, in the state of Anzoátegui.
Son of Noé del Rosario
Moncada and Ana Julia Romero, both from La Grita Estado Táchira. The oil
industry was in full development and my parents took the opportunity to work in
Tigre, along with several relatives. I was born healthy and when I returned to
La Grita, my ordeal began.
One morning I wet the bed
and my mother took me out of the crib and plunged me into a punchbowl of cold
water up to my waist. Her legs were loose, without strength, crying and with a
fever of 40 degrees. They called the doctor and diagnosed me with
poliomyelitis, affecting both of my legs, but the left one much more. Although
the vaccine already existed in Venezuela, I was not vaccinated.
I arrived at the children's
orthopedic in Caracas and they hospitalized me. My mom left, I was left alone
with my dad and his family. Lots of exams and therapies were my day to day.
When I was discharged, my father's brother Mateo received me in his home. A
nice house in San Bernardino and a family that welcomed me like another son
made me forget my illness a little. I couldn't walk, I crawled and my knees
hurt a lot. I had crutches, just to go for walks.
Before returning to La
Grita, I lived in Caracas with two more relatives, first with my grandmother
Carmela and then with my cousin Socorro.
I arrived at La Grita and
was left in the custody of my grandmother Carmela. The crutches and their
adaptation was not easy, I fell twice, hurting my head.
Later my father came for me,
to move to Caracas, living in the Mariches sector, I was surprised by the
earthquake in Caracas in 1967, despite being alone, I came out unscathed. Then
enter hospitalization again. It was like a house-home and clinic, of Franciscan
monks, under the tutelage of Saint John of God. The first night I couldn't
sleep, I was alone again. I spent almost two years there, most of the time
lying down. I was operated on and the cast was placed wrong, my foot was
purple. Many confined and abandoned by their families. The beautiful thing was
that I met many artists, such as José Luis Rodríguez, Henry Stephen, Caridad
Canelón and Mirla Castellanos. But my star moment was when I sang with IVO, the
singer of the Jetsons, what a moment.
When I was 11 years old I
asked myself: WHY ME? With the operations and therapies the pain was intense,
the feet, the knees and the body from the waist down. Finally they made me
braces for both legs and I was able to walk without crutches, it was very
difficult, with the wheelchair I felt better and safer.
I had sad and happy moments.
One of the saddest was that a month passed and I did not receive visitors,
until a Sunday like today, I managed to see my dad. I was discharged from the
clinic, but I did not want to leave there, they treated me very well and I did
not know where I would end up.
By then it was the year
1969, I was already a teenager. The family is a fundamental pillar in the
development of society, as the Panamanian poet Rubén says, FAMILY IS FAMILY AND
LOVE IS LOVE. Happy Sunday.
APOYAESTEPROYECTO paypal.me/yelitzasalas25.
TALLER PARA SER TU MEJOR VERSIÓN
APOYAR EL COMERCIO LOCAL ES INTELIGENTE
Tus aliados son aquellos en quien confías / Your allies are those you trust
Redes: Twitter: @YOSEQUEHACER2_
Yelitza Salas
APOYAME Binance / paypal: Yelitzasalas25@gmail.com O
https://www.blockchain.com/es/ - bc1qnhpreh9ceswwgk7rmz0fks558yeqtxwa8xrpy8
Proyectos productivos o privados.
Proyectos públicos o sociales.
Proyectos comunitarios.
Proyectos de vida.
Proyectos de investigación.
