A drop spatters onto the desk. Too valuable to waste, I automatically send a furtive glance over my shoulder, wary that someone might see me as I
use my finger to recover the treasured chocolate fudge. The four-and-a-half pounds of bananas have magically disappeared over the last 24 hours, piling up their peelings in the trash can like an incomplete reminder of how good this snack has been. In my mind, I can't help but try to calculate the risk of hyperkalemia and the subsequent occurrence of heart dysrhymthias; I rationalize to myself that it is okay, that the enormous amounts of sugar from the hot fudge topping will cause enough insulin release to counteract any abnormal electrolyte imbalances. This nursing stuff is really making me a weirdo, I have to admit.
Has it come to this? I ravenously down bananas and hot fudge while watching my wife's favorite teen soap opera, Vampire Diaries? The worst part is that I am enjoying it immensely, with a sort of subtle satisfaction that is evidenced best by the fact I don't feel even a tinge of regret. This is my life today; who knows what it will bring tomorrow! Actually, tomorrow is a 5k run in which I will probably not distinguish myself, not unless bananas and Original Goldfish have some secret athletic ingredient.
I'm going for a run, now. Hopefully the extra potassium helps me out.
The Sunset
11 months ago
2 comments:
hahahhaahh...Hershey squirts. You are so funny. I just imagine you with all the lights of eating bananas smothered in hot fudge watching Vampire Diaries oh and you have chocolate all over your face and no shirt on. That is really funny! I love you and cannot wait to watch vd with you.
Ha Ha!! I love that you've turned into a middle-aged woman watching her "stories" and eating chocolate!! I can just picture it in my mind! :0) Have fun on the run tomorrow!
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