Day 2, incoming diet

Well, breakfast was, well, different. Something masquerading as porridge, a hard boiled egg, orange juice, and the smallest muffin you ever did see.
Oh, and coffee. (But let's not go there).
Nothing warranted a picture even if I had remembered.
The surgeon came along and confirmed tomorrow's departure unless something off the wall happens.
Between breakfast and lunch an introduction to the exercises I have to do and my first time out of bed using the walker to the bathroom  which is the only place I can go until I leave
Lunch was surprisingly tasty but as always, needs to be hotter and dinner was out of the same mould.
A student nurse was tasked with looking after me today and did an excellent job. In fact she changed the dressing so gently I barely knew she was doing it.
And the view from my bed




Ah well...