The impossible is also possible.

These have been difficult times, but it has not been impossible to get out of them. I believe that the word impossible exists for those who don’t want to fight for their goals. My life has been a constant struggle, I no longer want to say thanks to X or thanks to Y I got such a thing, I just want to say that I am grateful to God for allowing me to have as many opportunities for me to move on.

In 4 months I will have spent 2 years not practicing my profession. I am a doctor and my specialty is being a sonographer. I am a sonographer who stopped working during the month of May 2019 because my ultrasound equipment stopped working and no technician that I contacted had the ability to fix it. My equipment is Chinese and none of the proper technicians were available in the country and as for the other technicians… they didn’t dare to touch that thing, because they don’t know how it works.

I have to say that being a sonographer is my greatest passion as a doctor. Using my practical and theoretical knowledge and seeing the images inside a patient is a wonderful thing in health technology. Being able to help people discover what is happening inside their bodies through images to regain their health is great, it’s the most wonderful thing I have been able to do in my life.

It was devastating to gradually accept that I had to wait for the right moment to fix the equipment. Meanwhile I was working here and there in other places but it was not ideal, somehow the economic situation in my country brings out the worst in people and they try to make the most of the way they exploit another human being. I decided to take it easy.

I dedicated myself to baking and growing my plants for sale. To prepare and mix different fertilizers to get the right substrate to make the plants grow, flourish and bear fruit. It was a success. I managed to live with these things for a while, but then the pandemic came. I stopped serving the public. I am a cancer survivor, so I don't want to expose myself to the public, so it changes my life again.

I had already started on some platforms to collect coins and I helped myself with them. I was getting coins together with my son. One of these pages, when everything was going well, suddenly left, leaving everyone with pending payments, but that didn’t stop me. I went on and found another one and stayed there for quite some time, but the greed of some people broke the trust of others and the page was sold, the rest of us had to see how to move forward. I left that platform and continued on another and another… until they invited me to this one, to read.cash and now this is my main source of income.

So here I am, I like read.cash because I write whatever I like. I am not bound to write what others like and the only thing I must follow are the rules, that are nothing from another world, be respectful above all. If the bot here likes it, he votes and gives me a reward. If he doesn't like what I write, the only thing that happens is that it doesn't give me rewards but I keep going, I don't stop. I write about what I live, about my experiences in all my travels, about my life experiences, about my plants, my food, about stories from my imagination and at some point I will write about the diagnoses of my patients.

They’ll check my equipment again soon, a technician will come from another city to check my ultrasound equipment and see if my equipment can be repaired. I am very happy because soon my passion will be at the service of patients again, in my office.

I just want to say that it has been almost 2 years since I stopped making enough money to meet all the payments I have to make as a household manager for myself and my son. But nothing stopped me. I went on and on, whatever happens, as long as God gives me the opportunity to live.

As long as I have life I will find the necessary tools to never say that something is impossible.