I awoke this morning with a 4 alarm headache. Why? Was it the Tom Kha Gai soup.. hope not. Bummed that maybe the diet had let me down, or me it, I went out for my morning routine.
And I noticed I hadn’t taken my bedtime pills. Head ache explained. Because of an accident that killed an important chunk of my endocrine system, I take a cocktail, a cupped hands full, of pills each morning and evening. Plus some at lunch. And one injection a day. If I miss my evening pills, especially, the next morning goes bad.
Lacking much will, but needing to eat within a half-hour of rising, I threw together something that took about 2 minutes of my time, and maybe 6 minutes elapsed:
The patty was tossed into a George Forman grill. The rest prepared from the fridge.
It tasted great. But I’m feeling lousy, so I only ate about 1/2.