Eight days post-op and it's gotten to the point that I am dreaming about real food. Really. Asleep dreaming, not day dreaming, 'cause I was already doing that by day 2.
*sigh*
When I can eat again I'm going out for Mexican. And I am going to stuff myself.
And then ask for take out.
*sigh*
When I can eat again I'm going out for Mexican. And I am going to stuff myself.
And then ask for take out.
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