Отдых в "Лазурном" или Назад, в Советский Союз Rest in "Azure" or Back to the Soviet Union

I was in the sanatorium "Lazurny" 3 years ago on a trade union ticket. I just had a fresh leg injury, the sanatorium suited my profile and they don’t look a gift horse (voucher) in the teeth. Well what can I say? The only thing I am grateful for is the Berdyansk mud and baths (neither the staff in the mud bath, nor the therapist - for some reason she didn’t particularly like me). It was the dirt that literally put me on my feet. Thanks to the mud, but no to the staff. Because everything happened, both cold and abnormally hot mud... I really liked the iodine-bromine baths. Oh yes! and also thanks to one orthopedic doctor - such an old woman, I went to her for procedures, which at first I endured like torture (my torn ligaments were worked out on a special simulator - it hurt terribly! ) But how grateful I am to her! I left the sanatorium almost without a limp. Unfortunately, I don’t remember her name, patronymic, such a harsh grandmother))), thank you very much to her.
As for amenities: this is a separate "song". I lived in the 5th building, at first I was taken to a 2-bed room on the 1st floor. When I saw this room, I really felt bad, I thought I would leave on the same day... some kind of bedbug, with old, old furniture, looked into the toilet, was horrified, the plumbing was dirty and beaten, the paint was falling off on the walls and ceiling , some kind of dust is pouring right on my head, all in terrible streaks... I was in shock. But the last detail of this entourage finished me off: in the room itself, right next to the bed, linoleum was ominously turned away at an angle on one side... And this is with my injury?? ! so that I inadvertently caught on there and injured myself even more? In general, I said, either they put me in a normal room, or I photograph all this and send it to my trade union committee in Kyiv. They settled me on the 3rd floor, in a tolerable room. And like such care, you see, they showed me, offering the 1st floor at the beginning: you have a leg! how will you go up to the 3rd floor? (There is no elevator in this building). Nothing, I think, this is just what we need: exercises for my leg, I need to develop it.
As for food, in principle, it was edible, sometimes it was even tasty)) but in the end, their feeding became so boring that I sometimes arranged forays into the city.

Sea. I was at the end of October, it was quite cold (I even took out a jacket from my suitcase), so there was no beach for me, but I went to the near sea (i. e. the bay) to breathe in the sea air. Basically, it didn't matter. The main thing is that I rehabilitated my leg)))
I remembered one more thing. There, at that time, an indoor pool was being built, the staff boasted that it would be soon and chic. I wonder who knows if they completed it?