I've been meaning to write a post about how this year so far has been filled with accidents and illness (right now Liam has a sprained ankle and Mikaela is sick with a virus that's been going around at school and work).
And, I've been meaning to write about the fact that I've taken a redundancy from my public service job, and as of today am officially self-employed. Though without an income to show for it yet. More on that another time however.
Because actually, today I am just hungry.
I am on the "clear liquids only" diet today, in prep for a colonoscopy tomorrow.
And despite having nothing to eat all day, I have had the pleasure of eating pretend muffins made for me by Eliane. Three is not a highly empathic age.
Not to mention having prepared dinner for the rest of 'em (Chris didn't get home from work until late, or I would've made him do it!). While starving.
Now it is late at night, and I am going to bed, still hungry, to get up and continue on clear liquids (combined with other nasty colon cleansing prep, which started this afternoon), until 10, when it switches to nil by mouth.
Ah the joys of modern medicine.
Of course, I'll be grateful to it if it saves my life, and am grateful to it for intervening in the lives of various other family members (which is why I'm having the colonoscopy - family history, not personal symptoms), however painfully and miserably. But in the mean time.
I. Am. Hungry!
