Lying on a surprisingly comfortable campbed next to DD's bed, but can't get to sleep (natch, this is a hospital ward) and am bloody ravenous. Dd wasn't hungry this evening, but was tempted when she saw me eating, so of course I let her have my food. Now, even if it was quiet, even if we didn't boing into alertness every time someone approached (thinking it's her medication at last) I wouldn't be able to fall asleep because I'm sooooo hungry. DD's pasta salad is in the fridge, and she's got biscuits in her drawer, but if I eat wheat I will be farting and refluxing tomorrow, and feeling even worse than merely sleep-deprived.
Moan over.