April 5th

Late night, early morning. Didn't want to get out of bed but had to go, go, go. Ran into Dad, S & her pal, N. Great. Sips of water got me to late lunch post show at Acapulco. Plenty of chips and spicy salsa. Ordered carnitas. At the time I couldn't even finish two tortillas worth. It was like a switch went off inside me, I had to stop eating immediately. Later I did some reheat finishing two and three and I think all the refried beans. Still have a little something-something to look forward to. Tongue felt strange. Sensitive. Concerned I might be developing something nasty again.