What are the chances, in a city of 3 million people, to find one of your best friends after years of not being in contact? Especially, when that friend moved to Argentina and you moved to Canada? It happened to me today… I still can’t believe it! My best friend from University, Martha, was right there, waiting to cross the avenue when I saw her and I screamed her name. We hadn’t seen each other since I got married and then we lost contact because she was pursuing her degree in Plastic Surgery in Argentina. I didn’t know she was here, she didn’t know I was here and I had the idea of trying to contact her family to ask about her and I had this wonderful surprise today.

While I post this entry, I’m chatting with her. She’s telling me about her life, her family, her new boyfriend (a little brainiac who studies in West Virginia) and I’m just so happy… because of this and because I’ve started treatment with my Dr. here in Colombia, alternative medicine, lots of acupuncture, neural therapy and natural medications to fix me up. I’ll be with this Dr. until I go back to Canada and then, from there, I’ll continue through the distance. Even if I’m one of the people who is most against it, I’ve started the Atkins Diet because I need to reduce the fat in my body in order to help my pancreas, but this is not a long term thing and is very well controlled to avoid any damage to my kidneys and so on. I’m good, I was VERY depressed, but I’m better now. And now I have a reason to celebrate… finding my friend!