To be fair, who doesn’t?
I’m a huge pizza fan. I normally show some decorum, but pizza is on a different level for me.
When I was in the hospital I lost close to 40 pounds and it was a daily struggle to get me to meet my caloric need. Some days if dinner especially didn’t interest me, Kevin, after working all day, would go out and get me pizza if I asked.
Last week I was feeling really nauseous all day so food din’t interest me. My mom said “well, what if we ordered a pizza for dinner?”
Hmmm, that actually sounds good…
I had a few pieces. For now and forever, I can always eat pizza!
