$o I haven't been allowed to eat or drink since last night and am watching my husband saute onions for his omelette. Wait, now I am watching him feed my dog bread. I am visualizing a burger....oh, my husband just burned his lip with his omelette. See? Life isn't fair for anyone...except my dog, she got my bread. I guess it's time to go take my last upright shower for awhile. which also means its the last time I can belt out my  "Annie" tunes because the acoustics in my hospital room will not be nearly as good as my bathroom. Think I will accidentally kick my dog on my way up.