Since the room service seems totally okay with delivering cold toast I am not going to ask them to violate a grilled cheese on my behalf. I don't want that on my conscience or my tongue.

Their fruit plates aren't as bad as you'd expect, but it's ridiculously hard to get a constant supply of tea. Like, once they brought two tea bags instead of one. If I didn't have my travel mug it'd be a pain on the tech staff too as I bothered them for hot water.

I've always been amazed at the lack of food diversity in hospitals. Even when it is the food court/hospital food service kitchen shared by the spendy new HYOOOGE Childrens and oncology complex in Birmingham, which is on the downtown UAB campus. Tons of donors and froo-froo stuff and yet the food court is teeny and uninspired. Hell, there's only one Starbucks in there and no other coffee shop in two huge, sprawling buildings. Now granted, plenty of good places to find food and drink nearby, walkable even, but if you can't stray far, lame.

And don't even try to find anything filling at Sinai here. And Ft Hood Hospital? The hospital for the largest army base in the US? After 7, vending machines only. The grilled cheese was...recognizable?

The hospital where I had Jake and Children's here in Philly both have McDonald's right in the building. Which was convenient, but probably not the best choice in a place of, you know, health.

Can I bring you anything, ita?

The cafeteria is much better than the kitchen, but neither are great.

And they can't fucking give me my last med until 10:30. I don't have two more hours of nothing in particular left in me. I wonder if I can skip that one...

In B'ham, I remember a Subway, a Pizza Hut and a couple of local small chains. Sinai was just baaaad overpriced sysco food. Baaaad. I think I got a yogurt and pretzels. Kid happily has spaghetti, but it smelled like boyardee to me. Uhg.

Take Polgara up on it! Have a distraction to get through to the last med!

There is a McDonalds IN the Abbott Northwestern Hospital campus (where Daniel was for his leg for those three weeks, yonks ago, and his mom had her heart surgery in January). One of the hospital staff brought her a McRib sandwich when she wasn't eating anything else.

Oh, thanks for the offer, Polgara! I think I should just consider this a fruit cleanse and resume life tomorrow morning. Very kind of you to offer, though.

(Maybe pretending my tea has lemonade and cayenne pepper will make the plain yoghurt tastier)

The boutique hospital near the mall had a Wolfgang Puck certified kitchen and they were ABYSMAL. Ruined a fucking baked potato. Still can't work out the mechanics of that one.