Naturest Beuity Contest

Hospital La Yaya

Hospital La Yaya is a mythological creature that smells like cookies, senior, of mothballs and colony and who walks so slowly that if it were a bit slower, I would do back.

As its name implies, this old haunts hospitals and clinics worldwide and even in Portugal, looking after the sick, accompanying them on walks through the halls and making them company in the seats of the waiting rooms. It is a magical being, as I said before, does not exist. Well, if it exists, but neither you nor I can see it. Unless, of course, you're reading this from your death bed, then if that's really because one of the superpowers of the hospital is that only Granny can see the dying, cats and turtles. And the people of Murcia. So is

. Each person in the world has spent the days before his death in this old company, which could be a kind of death of our days, or a nurse very attentive and available around the clock. Fluffs the pillows, watch the level of the bag attached to the catheter, hums and hisses with his toothless mouth and change water in flower vases. The Hospital ensures Yaya terminal people, and comforted in his last minutes, whispering things that no one alive has ever heard. Some say it reveals the true meaning of life, others have a theory that tells you what comes after. I think what you say is a recipe for these ancient, like the bechamel of joseluis for example.

So the thing is so. If ever you go to the emergency room and see a nice grandmother knitting a bearded dozing on his hump, you'll know that this festering wound is more serious than I would have liked to think.