A couple more hours in the hospital tonight, where we learned that MIL will have a second surgery tomorrow. I left the hospital at 7 to run a few errands, and by 8:30 was ready to chew my own arm off. My poor fella was still in the hospital, feeding his mama, and I knew I was going to at least offer to take a meal back to him. What was I going to do for myself, then?
I ended up pulling into burger king and ordering a cheeseburger at the drive thru. I tossed the bun and ate the burger, while I was driving down the road, like it was a chocolate chip cookie.
Not glamourous, but it got me home to a spinach salad.
Ya gotta do what ya gotta do.
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