Last night I went to a private clinic. I sit in the office and wait for results. The door is a little open and the dialogues of doctors are heard "Look what a blackness! Should it be so? What a horror! Black spots, horror!" I felt like I was gray. I thought how I would tell my mom that it was all about me, how I would fight for my life with a terrible illness. The door opened, I was invited to the office, issued a certificate that everything was okay, healthy. They apologized for having to wait a long time - their printer broke, sprinkled and sprayed black.