All went well. Since I wasn’t even due to arrive until Noon, I kept myself busy in the morning so I wouldn’t be tempted. But, when they let me loose, wow, was I thirsty and hungry. They did give me some juice (I chose apple) and it was cold and wonderfully wet. The straw didn’t have a chance. I drank that so fast I’m surprised I didn’t get an ice-cream-headache.
Back to the middle of the night. Isn’t it odd that when someone tells us we can’t have something, that’s when we want it even more? I guess we never outgrow that contradiction.