garlic bread
Been craving chicken, delicious fake chicken. Told Ming I want three huge servings of spicy fake fried chicken.
And garlic bread, so buttery with little green flakes of dried oregano and a crispy edge of toastedness, getting butter on my fingers when I pick it up, five pieces.
Oh wouldn't it feel good to eat food again. When I can't eat food, I enjoy the broth and juice. When the ultrasound tech told me "don't breathe" I tried to be good for him, a wonderful not-breathing person.
I was proud of myself I could take the iv stand and wheel it myself to the bathroom in the night. Someone had left a yellow plastic caution sign by the door. "There's a yellow thing," I said.
"Men at work in the bathroom," Ming said.
"Don't fuck with me," I said with a flash of confusion, hurting his smile.
They moved me to a new room last night, so spacious and quiet I feel like a spoiled hotel guest. The roses R brought are with the yellow flowers N brought which surprised me with the friend hospital visitor performance done perfectly, N's hesitation to enter the room and meet Mom. We sat there comforting each other.
I told him how a machine beeps, and in another room a machine beeps like a bird saying hi to a bird in another room.
Ming's gone to see if the cafeteria's open, and one day I'll eat food again too.
And garlic bread, so buttery with little green flakes of dried oregano and a crispy edge of toastedness, getting butter on my fingers when I pick it up, five pieces.
Oh wouldn't it feel good to eat food again. When I can't eat food, I enjoy the broth and juice. When the ultrasound tech told me "don't breathe" I tried to be good for him, a wonderful not-breathing person.
I was proud of myself I could take the iv stand and wheel it myself to the bathroom in the night. Someone had left a yellow plastic caution sign by the door. "There's a yellow thing," I said.
"Men at work in the bathroom," Ming said.
"Don't fuck with me," I said with a flash of confusion, hurting his smile.
They moved me to a new room last night, so spacious and quiet I feel like a spoiled hotel guest. The roses R brought are with the yellow flowers N brought which surprised me with the friend hospital visitor performance done perfectly, N's hesitation to enter the room and meet Mom. We sat there comforting each other.
I told him how a machine beeps, and in another room a machine beeps like a bird saying hi to a bird in another room.
Ming's gone to see if the cafeteria's open, and one day I'll eat food again too.
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