After I had a colonoscopy a couple of years ago, I was wheeled into a recovery area and the hospital gave me a tray with some nice little sandwiches, fruit
salad and yogurt, and some juice, while I waited for the staff to come out and give me the results.
I think a few other patients had been in for the same procedure, because there was a line of beds with other people looking just as grateful for the food as I
was.
For some reason, after picking me up, my fiancee and I had to stop at the supermarket - it was Easter and I had to restrain myself from jumping over the bakery
counter for a hot cross bun (I lined up politely with the rest of the crowd).






