I had to stop at the Motol University hospital straight from the airport. I couldn't swallow at all (thanks to the knives in my throat), I couldn't hear, I was as weak as a baby. The doctor equipped me with antibiotics and many boxes of different pharm-stuff.
I was really sad-angry. But... relaxing in bed is not that bad in the end. Moreover I am going to the film festival tomorrow :-).
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