Jack of Harts

I began toying with real food on Friday. The meatloaf was good but I could only eat it very slow and in small amounts. My system handled it, but an attempt to eat it later that day hit a total roadblock. My stomach just said no, so I ate some more jello and went to bed. On Saturday I tried chicken noodle soup, with real chicken added, and had the same result. Once was OK. Twice was right out. I have been able to handle scrambled eggs each morning though, which has been an amazing jumpstart to the day. The best news is, my Wookie mating calls remain strong so all hope is not yet lost. 🙂