Portee,

I definitely feel your pain. I spent eight days in the magnificent Montreal General Hospital. The food was so bad. How bad was it? Even the starving young interns could not stomach it. The mice took off for Hopital Dieu where they could dine on haut cuisine francias. I got religion and ordered out every day from an amazing array of fine restaurants. I ate Chinese, Greek and Italian. Apparently the MGH is less concerned with clogged arteries in heart patients than with potential food deprivation motivated suicides. Get better soon and watch out for the flyiing frying pans when you give Mrs. P her IRON.

PS: It really pays off to have two nurses, three doctors and a ferocious Cardiac surgeon much feared by all the help as friends visiting every day. The attending resident and Big Nurse ran away very fast when they saw who was in my room.

Doc