Too late for a biopsy!

Dr Miguel A. Garcia Albarran, head of gastroenterology and a master at endoscopy and laproscopy at AmeriMed Hospital in Cancun, said my ultrasound and blood work was conclusive: the "metaplasia" that was there when the Cleveland Clinic removed bile stones from my bile duct has resolved.
"You are the picture of gastrointestinal health," he said. "Go have a nice meal!" He said that to perform the procedure now would put me at risks that outweigh any benefits. And had I not been tardy, he would have chosen to follow me with ultrasound and lab work anyway.
I learned the news at midday, accompanied by Jose, who would have gone with me for the procedure.
We left Eriso at the house, mixing cement for the garden bed and fence.
When we left AmeriMed, Jose and I walked to Plaza las Americas, directly into Chedraui, where I found interesting salad dressings, Chinese Plum Sauce and Steak Sauce. I don't like steak sauce, but it's hard to find around here and I figure someone at Zina's Guest House will want it this high season. Or maybe one of the other gringos on the island.
Jose was glad to be at the mall afterward! We went directly to La Tumba Burro, translated as "the fallen mule" with a menu design befitting a remedial curriculum guide.
When we came home, Eriso and his wife Debora were washing the wall after he had poured the base of the garden bed. Tomorrow, he pours the posts. He cheered for me, too. Eriso had his gall bladder removed early in life and has given me "old husbands tale" advice. Don't drink potable water. The chlorine will cause stone formation. Well, true or not, it just goes to show you, bottled water is the only way to go on Isla Mujeres!

Ready to pour!

Eriso says he'll be back at it early ready to pour the base of the cement picket fence. Like a fireworks show, the tubes are all lined up. He has made a cut in the garden wall to accommodate the papaya tree, whose roots, he says, won't cause a problem. A couple other shrubs will have to go. Good thing, because Jose loaded 5 peat pots and I put globe tomato sees in them.
Lora's favorite tortilla vendor dropped by even though we are not in the market due to the high protein diet. Still, we smile when he calls her Stupid, instead of her Spanish alias, Estupida.
Ricardo fixed the juicer, bad switch, and the fan - frozen drive - and chatted a bit with me about working for gringos with a go-between. He got paid 3000 pesos for the last job, but the gringo paid 15,000 for the job to the masseuse, who then had change orders he expected Ricardo to complete for the same money, because he already spent his 12,000.
Adrian came to take an old laptop in to rehab and checked the PC and fixed its desk in the process. He said he'd be here "tomorrow" two weeks ago. He chuckled about that when he walked in.
After all the fun and games start this morning, I go to Dr Salas's office to pick up my ultrasound films and head to meet the gastroenterologist at Amerimed Hospital in Cancun at noon. That's the good news. The bad news is it's way too close to may favorite mall, Plaza las Americas, to not stop. I haven't been in a year!