I'm Hangry!

I'm hangry! Hangry = Hungry + Angry. 

I've been on this shithole liquid diet for 3 days now, and I'm either going to be homicidal or suicidal by the end of it!  In order to prepare for surgery, and apparently shrink my liver and intestines, I'm not allowed to eat anything solid for a week. 

I have to admit that each day has become a bit easier.  The first day I was ready to murder my firstborn son and roast him over the spit with barbeque sauce and a nice Pinot Noir.  Today is day three, and I'm finding solace in coconut popsicles. 

I've been drinking protein shakes for every meal and an occasional bowl of pureed soup.  My son walked by when I was eating my soup for lunch and was sure to tell me how much butternut squash soup looks like baby poop. 

I really want a steak. Or a taco. Or a ginormous slice of gooey cheesy pizza.  And 17 margaritas until I don't care anymore.