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I used to think I couldn't get happier than this. What a huge mistake, specially when I've been sick to my stomach for the last month. Anyone who's been in my situation would simply say "That's the way it is, it'll pass" and it eventually does (with a little help of a lot of medication at first).
The funny thing is that my stomach seems to be going back to normal (as 'normal' should be defined in this situation) just when my libido seems to make it's triumphal return. Too good to be true.
It also feels very nice not having a million doctors to see and having adapted to the diet and the medication.
And for those who think that diet = weight loss: I'm like 4 kilos heavier. *sigh* My face is like a full moon and I'm kissing my waist goodbye. I know we'll meet again someday.
At least most of my skin issues are getting better. I say "most", because the mosquito bites are neverending. I really wished people took anti-mosquito measures when they invite you to their parties.

Next Saturday my family is going away to visit our relatives in Brazil and I'll be house-keeping and kitty-sitting. I still gotta tell a few individuals to bring their pajamas and toothbrushes and move in with me.
And I gotta remember to ask my Mum how she works her appliances. I do this every year, and every year I forget.
Please, don't let me forget to water my Mum's plants regularly. I still feel guilty for the jasmine I killed a few years ago.