I got to my hospital room just before the dinner hour. I was famished and excited for my first meal, even though I knew it wouldn't be fabulous, I just needed something that was somewhat edible. Tomato soup, grilled cheese sandwich and a brownie with frosting. Good enough for me, I didn't have to prepare it, it was delivered and I didn't have to clean up. Being appreciative for the small things like a simple meal and the GREAT stuff like drugs to combat wayward bacteria.
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