delays delays - The Bad Side

I dont know if Im goign to be able to write anything tonight, I have exaclty 12 minutes for this, because then it will be 23 and I will have to get up at 6:30 to go to work. Time here has this double feature where it goes really slow but it also flies. So much has happened, Ive been meaning to tell you so many things, but I never seem to find the time/courage to sit in front of the pc and just do it. Mostly because all thats been happening to me is pretty bad and unlucky. First week here, my hand develops a cist, so hard and coming out of my vein in my hand that i couldnt move it without immense pain. Went to the hospital, they gave me a cream, didnt work, went to a private doctor indicated by my landlord that gave me an ointment, black one smelling like the black thing roads are made of? (forgot the name) and it slowly started to unswallow... We got to the conclusion I have had a trombosys, the vein or part of it, died. That made me loose 5 days of work (which I discovered today, they cut off my pay check, even with medical justification). Next I was sitting happily at home and I hear a noise, I decided not to make a big deal out of it, later I went to the window randomly and noticed the back window of my car was crashed... Some eye witnesses saw a couple of kids playing with rocks near my car and the rock that broke the window was actually inside the car, luckly the insurance covers it, and the police here were sweet hearts and helped me to get the carglass guys to come here to my door and assemble a plexyglass provisory window... later when my dad was here we replaced it for a new one. A few days after my dad calls me saying that my credit card had been hacked... someone in portugal used it to buy stuff from FNAC and losumundo in a total that rounded 2000 euros, the good guys from UNICRE found it odd and contacted him, that contacted me and it was luckly declared as fraude and no money even got to leave the credit account. Last but not least, the day my dad arrived for a visit I was presented with a marvelous and terrible cold, that hasnt left me yet. Appart from that Im hating the work im doing at the moment. And this is it, I cant really write anymore right now because I need to go to be for one more day of slavery tomorrow.
What I can say is: there have also been happening some good things, and I will make sure I will write a post about it very soon. This is as we say in portuguese a "desabafo". Things arent as bad as they seem here, or at least they arent as bad that I cant take them and grow and learn from them. But let me tell you, If what doesnt kill you makes you stronger, Brussels is to me what spinaches are to Popey!

Signing off with a smile and the promise of a new post soon!

Your Ana :)