English: 3 June 2017 I injured myself hiking. Not sure how it happened, all I remember was heaving a heavy rock, slipping and then falling backwards into the deep water. As I fell I could see the injury on my shin and said to myself, "you're okay Raquel". Wrist was also injured, still (four months after) there’s a hematoma on my cheekbone. Was treating the wound with Neosporin but later a wound specialist gave me medicinal honey made with special pollen from New Zealand. The same doctor who stitched me up misdiagnosed skin infection (Cellulitis, note the purple marker on my leg in one of the photos) and gave me nasty antibiotics (Clindamycin), which made me feel sick. Had to hike a mile to the car in 103-degree weather, soaked my dress in the water, got to the car, ate an Ativan and drove to the hospital. Doctor asked if anything hurt, I said "no." Endorphins are powerful painkillers, I kept telling the nurses, "I'm lucky to be alive"! Took about 5 weeks to heal. Canyon is where I heaved the rock and slipped, over on the left, slightly out of the picture. It was the last pic I took that day.