Letter from Frida Kahlo to Alejandro Gómez Arias, July 15, 1927 Page 1 of 2

July 15th, 1927
My Alex: I still can’t tell you I’m doing better, but nevertheless I feel much happier than before, I have so much hope of getting better by the time you return that you shouldn’t be sad on my account for a single moment. I almost never lose hope now, and I’m very rarely a “crybaby”. On August 9th I will have been in this position for two months and the doctor says they are going to take an X-ray to see how the vertebrae are and it’s almost certain that I’ll only need the plaster apparatus until the 9th of September, after that I don’t know what they’ll do with me. They are going to take the X-ray here at home, because I absolutely mustn’t move at all. I’m on a table with little wheels so they can take me out into the sun, and you couldn’t by any means imagine how bothersome it is, since I haven’t moved at all for more than a month, but I’m willing to be like this for six months, if it means getting better. I guess that you’ll be here at the beginning of August, right? But if you can’t be here by then, I don’t want you to be worried,