The gardener´s helper is here.

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Good morning, friends. The Haitian gardener´s helper is here are he is using an awful tool that works with a sort of petroleum instead of electricity like my own. And the air is full of disgusting odors and I won´t be able to finish eating my breakfast. Manuel, the gardener, fixed my shower. All I need for many of the works needed here is a force that I don´t have any longer. I can´t even open a bottle many times. Manuel told me that I only had to heat Charlie´s food in the microwave oven. But I´ll offer him some ice cream after lunch. Luna jumped at both men at the beginning, but after a while, she just looked at a place where she would not be bothered and stayed there. It is clear that she is not a watch dog. I´ll check today where I can get my feet and hands echographies made. The last doctor I saw wanted that too. It is clear that I´ll spend my money for the rest of my life in cake and meds. Yesterday Alejandra called me and we only talked about ailments. Gone are the days of literary conversations. She is going to be 80 in 20 days. I took my pain pills early. I will shower as soon as the knee pain subsides a bit. See you.