Totally outing for anyone that knows me, but after my planned section they refused lunch to see if I could manage toast. I didn't feel remotely poorly and was ravenous, and was very grumpy they wouldn't give me lunch.
They then kept forgetting my toast, which annoyed me further.
Eventually I persuaded them to give me a proper lunch (jacket potato I think) after pointing out that whilst they'd been forgetting about my toast, I'd eaten an entire box of mini millionaire shortbread bites, and if the combination of caramel and chocolate wasn't upsetting my post section digestion then I could certainly manage lunch!!! They conceded I probably had a point 😂 I'd been weirdly fantasising about lunch during my section do I was very grumpy they were procrastinating about it.
I think I might order a pizza delivery if I have another baby!
I also remember eating roast beef, lots of ice cream, chicken curry, and topping up the slightly depressing toast, yoghurt and fruit breakfast, with a full English brought up from the canteen.
I was mid way through my third hash brown when the doctor cake to check on me, and laughed that I seemed to be recovering ok.