Yes, I am sick. And there's no treatment for this illness. I confess I am really scared, but I'm fine. Sometimes it's necessary for us to get a bit chocked, so we realize how life is beautiful and how many things we have to do before dying.
I shall not say that I'm happy by being ill, but I can, honestly say, that I've learned so much from this, that I'm supposed to put my hands up and thank God for this oportunity.
And that's it. I would prefer being healthy, but who am I to complain about the life I've given without deserving?

Thank you ALL for you support! I love you!