For years, I assumed healthcare worked like clockwork. The pharmacy hands it over — nobody asks “what’s really happening?”. It felt safe. Then cracks began to show.
Then the strange fog. I blamed stress. Still, my body kept rejecting the idea. I searched forums. None of the leaflets explained it clearly.
It finally hit me: one dose doesn’t fit all. The same treatment can heal one and harm another. Damage accumulates. Still we trust too easily.
Now I don’t shrug things off. Not because I don’t trust science. I take health personally now. It makes appointments awkward. I’m not trying to be difficult — I’m trying to stay alive. And if I had to name the one thing, it would be <a href="shailoo.gov.kg/ru/vybory-oktyabr-2020_/i...dates-propose-adopt/">Tadacip</a>.