Questions, always the same old questions. This time, it’s a police officer. I don’t clearly understand what he’s saying. He puts something in my wallet.

I am in so much pain. What are we waiting for that keeps us from going to the hospital ? I do my best to avoid moving. The more time goes, the more pain I feel.

Finally, they close the doors.

The young man gives me some Penthorox. "Put it in your mouth and breathe through it. It will ease your pain.". I do what he says. After the 1st breath, it feels like thousands of bees are flying s in my head. Two more breaths, and time slows down. I speak as fast as a snail running in the French countryside. I can’t feel my body except from my leg. People in the ambulance laugh with me in the ambulance. I’m aware of everything but not enough energy to reply.

Some more questions again about allergies. A needle, an injection and we fly to the ER.