I forgot to request that food be pulled out of the freezer last night. I remembered at 1 this afternoon, while my husband was on a conference call. Still not an ok time to make requests. Then he needed to get out his frustrations so he went running. {Listening to the treadmill while laying on the couch with a broken foot. Yea, not awesome.} Then the sick toddler woke up from a nap in the worst possible way. He was home sick with a low-grade fever and cough. He spent an hour screaming / crying / throwing his body all over. It’s heart wrenching to watch from the couch. And it’s frustrating to watch as a parent. You don’t know what to do to make him better because you don’t know what’s actually mad. He eventually calmed down and went to the doctor only to be cleared of everything. Duh. But also, whew.
Because of the way our day went, I had fast food as my “last meal.” Not ideal but it got the job done…for a few hours. Fast food never keeps me full for long. So at 10 pm I’m eating a banana and monster cookie. I hope they keep me full until tomorrow afternoon when I’ll be able to eat again. HA! That will never happen! How absurd, I can’t eat after midnight and my surgery isn’t until noon tomorrow. I understand that they don’t want me to get sick, but my body processes food quickly. I’m hungry every 2 or 3 hours. It’s going to be a long 12 hours!
What would you eat as your “last meal”? Or what would your first be?
