pale blue walls around me.
typical round lamps above.
metal beds and deteriorated small metal bedside tables.
tiny plastic cups with tablets and pills.
I hate being in the hospital. even if I’m sure that they’re goting to find the reason I have tummy ache and cure me.
on the other hand I love my charming husband. he is able to do things that are beyond his imagination. incredible.
what has he done? beetroot cream soup and amazing pizza.
don’t be delighted: cetring in a hospital is terrible. tasteless, without basic seasoning.
put on weight here – mission impossible.
(hand) one day on a plate 