the charm of the hardcore, strictly korean menus of the hospital food has worn off. partly, since im still avoiding spicy food, that means the food thats left to me ends up pretty bland. but the big problem is that it turns out that the “tiny grains of rice” model of food is singularly maladapted to the demands of retraining my tongue. i do better with creamy substances or with things in discrete bite sized chunks. the grains of rice drift around my mouth uncontrolled and sometimes end up in my airways.
so yesterday we brainstormed some things that might be easier to eat, and andrew tromped off to homeplus and shopped last night.
this morning on waking i had a mini pre breakfast of a sliced plum and some yogurt. it was much less stressful than rice.
So glad Andrew could come be with you!