A nice Monday morning.

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Dixie just called me. She was back from her therapy. She was very worried for me but I´m feeling fine today. I think that yesterday, while I was in the bathroom, I had a pressure drop. I left the bathroom sweating and I literally dropped myself on the bed. But after I slept I felt fine. I gave Luna her dinner and made a chicken soup for me, the soup I was going to cook before I had the invitation. On the whole, looking back, I think that I would have had the same problem if I had been alone and with no octopus (and a pisco sour) inside me. I think that it was food poisoning with the rice. And the good part of it was that I had Dixie around. Humberto and I think that her parents should have named her Theresa Nightingale. When she is late at a lunch or dinner, I know that she is taking care of someone who is ill. Today I plan to relax. I have the chicken soup, I´ll add an egg to it (poach it inside the soup) and eat only chicken breast for lunch and dinner. I´m not even interested on a piece of cake so I will freeze most of it. We have a saying in Spanish that thanslated to English is about this "bad weed doesn´t die". I sure am a bad weed. While my eldest daughter does not eat some foods because of cholesterol or because she "might" have diabetes at some time of her life, you see that I had octopus yesterday after almost dying with food poisoning. And here I am. Alive and kicking, as they say. How is your day, friends? See you.