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An ancient man aged 30 years old, or how not to drop dead too soon

Remember the famous dialogue from "Karlsson-on-the-Roof"? - I am a bit of a lad!  In my prime. - Ah so? And at what age is this... prime? - Well, you know, errrm... Let's not talk about it.

For some people, the prime often ends with a rapid decline of health. When I was running more or less professionally, I looked like a headless horseman. A lot of strength, little brain. The result is obvious:  a hernia in the lumbar spine. For 10 years I simply ignored weak nagging pain.

Finally, the day came when I couldn't stand it anymore (or maybe my wife couldn't), I gathered my hernias together and went to do a ceremony of their expelling from my spine. The MRI determined their location, and then a very competent/cool/nice neurosurgeon gave me a specific treatment plan. A month later and, voila, I'm flying just like Karlsson. I am very grateful to Tomografiya Medical Centre for having rescued my back from the paws of these damned hernias.

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