And so today I feel perfectly fine. This time I made sure I had plenty of tea in me before I began the cat food ritual. And I was not greeted with cat barf, nor by lively cockroaches waiting to be dispatched to the next world. I felt queasy most of the day, yesterday. I bailed on lunch. I had to force myself to eat dinner. I must admit it took willpower to eat my dinner. It was a chore to eat, but then, I felt fine afterwards. No trouble at all with eating my dessert. I’m sure the pan de boudin pudding helped. Go figure. And so now, everything is fine. Except for the new care providers coming and going like the tides.
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