Raul was happy. He had finally finished his first injection treatment and could visit the Tutor without leaving with pain in his buttocks and without the embarrassment of crying during the injections like a child. He handled that worse than the pain itself, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't help but cry a little each time he was pricked, although it was also true that he loved the way the Tutor consoled him... The point is that he arrived at the Tutor's house calmer than usual. He didn't feel entirely well because his throat had been bothering him for a couple of days, and he wasn't sure if he had a fever, but he didn't want to miss class or his appointment with the Tutor. As soon as he saw him, the Tutor realized that something was not right: -What's wrong, Raúl? You look unwell. Did you stay up too late and sleep little? -No, no. It's just that my throat has been a bit sore for two days, but it's nothing, don't worry -Your throat? Do you often suffer from it? -Well, every year I end up with tonsillitis or pharyngitis a couple of times; I'm used to it -And haven't you gone to the doctor? Aren't you treating it with anything? -I take some pills that they always prescribe for me; I usually carry them in my bag -Is that all? Let me take a look... The Tutor grabbed a flat knife, had him open his mouth, pressed down on his tongue, and looked at his throat. Upon touching him, he realized he was warm... -You have a fever, Raul. And that throat will be awful by tomorrow if you don't take care -Yes, yes, as soon as I get home, I'll take the pills and get into bed -No. You must take care of yourself properly and treat that problem seriously. You're going to stay here for two or three days until you're completely better, and I'll take care of you. He searched in some drawers, pulled out pajamas, and told him to put them on and get into bed, that he would bring him hot broth and start the medication soon -It's not necessary, Tutor, really. I can take care of myself; you don't have to trouble yourself -Not at all. You're going to need throat medicine every 6 hours, fever medicine every 8 hours, and vitamins every 12 hours to recover properly as soon as possible. I estimate you'll be as good as new in three days. —That's 9 pills a day; won’t that be too much? Besides, if you give them to me, I can take them myself -No, Raul. We must strictly adhere to the medication schedule, and also, no pills. They will be injectable, as they work better and faster -Injectable? What do you mean by injectable? Everything? -Yes, of course. Injections in the butt. Every 6 hours, every 8 hours, and every 12 hours. Three days initially. I will schedule them apart so you won't have to be pricked twice in a row without at least an hour in between, don't worry. When it's time for the night injection, I will wake you up, give it to you in a moment, and let you continue sleeping until the next time. You will be able to rest. -But, but... my butt is going to hurt a lot...