Eating at the Hospital

Susan is back from a labyrinthian local hospital of countless forking corridors. She is okay.

The doctors kept on testing her, so she missed four meals in a row. Nothing by mouth.

I tried to feed myself. The hospital cafeteria food was inadequate. I bought two meals there and threw both in a trash can. 

I'm not choosy. I like canned hash. But everything I chewed in that cafeteria proved inedible except for a croissant. In most hospital food deserts, you can at least buy a banana or an apple. No such luck this time.