Tuesday, October 15, 2013
The kitty is looking in the window at me. Chico is sleeping on the bed. It is still dark outside. Yesterday was Canadian Thanksgiving and I celebrated by overeating at Salvador's Buffet with my friend Loretta. That blew my diet. I had promised myself that I would not eat all the fattening things, like pies and mashed potatoes and such. But I ate the yams and as I was eating my second helping of a bread pudding, I knew all was lost. My diet was over for the day. It was delicious. Sometimes it is important to get off the diet and enjoy food. That is my rationalization. The truth is that I have very little self control when good food is in front of me. Especially if I have paid for it and that buffet was 180 pesos. Not cheap by Mexico's standards.
This morning I am going with a friend to the Tuesday market and if it is warm enough I will go to the pool and swim. Yesterday morning I swam for an hour and fifteen minutes. I was the only one in the pool. I arrived at nine in the morning and it was overcast and cold. I wore a rash guard to keep me warm. Of course the water is always warm but the air was cold. Good time to have the pool to myself.
Several of my friends are going back to the States to live. That makes me sad. But I understand why. One friend has a heart condition and he can't get the proper medial care here. Medical care is a big issue with us expats. We have all heard horror stories about the IMSS system and that is scary.
I have IMSS. I have never used it. I tried when I broke my ankle but there were too many problems in the hospital and I left and paid for it at a private hospital. Best two thousand dollars I ever spent. I just hope I don't ever need to use it. I will live here as long as I can and continue to pay out of pocket for my various medial needs. So far, I have been able to do that. I save IMSS for something major, like if someone runs over me. That happened to my friend. Someone backed out of a parking lot and ran over her. Broke her hip and did a lot more damage. She ended up having to pay for the hospital expenses herself. It took her a year to recover. I am now knocking on my wooden desk, hoping that never happens to me.
Another day has begun. Time to go out and give the kitty a few pets. I finally realized that she wants pets more than food. She is lonely. I can relate. Sometimes I too get lonely. But soon I will be back with my family in Portland. I leave here the 31st of this month. I will be in the States until Dec. 4th. Then back home again. I now consider Mexico my HOME.