I love beets. I don’t care about its freaky bodily affects. Bring on the beet hummus! Purple pee be damned!
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Rating: Last one, y’all. On Sunday I was feeling good enough that I finally raised my arms above my head with no pain, saw a few friends and ventured out of the house for dinner. Lupita was now a distant memory.
Rating: After surgery to evict Lupita, I was supposed to take it easy. I can’t go to the gym, and I can’t lift anything over ten pounds until my chest heals. But I can’t sit on the couch forever. Plus, E and I had to eat.