Christmas Carrots

When as many meals are needed as the amount for a large hospital, it is easy to understand bulk purchases. Still, we will not be having carrots for Christmas at this house.

I just got home from spending six days at the hospital following a knee replacement. The surgery went well. The care level was exceptional. The meals were… torture. A person came around each day with choices for the evening meal. One seldom received the choice they had given—but as a bonus prize—there was a generous supply of diced, boiled carrots. Lunch, mystery meat with carrots. Dinner, mystery meat with gravy and carrots. Every. Single. Day.

The ward I was in had no toaster, so toast for breakfast was not an option. It was either cereal or porridge, neither which I eat. Not to worry. Day or night – carrots were always an option.

One patient seemed perky, bouncy, friendly, and likeable. She was. As long as she got her way. When anything crossed her—she threw such a hissy fit with a tail on it that extra help was recruited from other wings to calm her down and bring her under control. I don’t blame her. I blame… carrots. She just got tired of diced, boiled carrots. And if she remains in the hospital through Christmas, and for anyone else who remains in that hospital for Christmas—she will have diced, boiled carrots for Christmas Day Dinner.

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds with visions of carrots dancing in their heads…

Nope. We are done with carrots at this house until sometime after Christmas. I’m thinking of re-introducing them in 2023.

10 thoughts on “Christmas Carrots

  1. I’m glad your knee replacement went well. It looks like there is one in my near future. I might be in the hospital with it at Christmas time. I’m thankful the food in American hospitals appears to be better. I don’t blame you for your carrot boycott.

  2. ROTFLOL That was too funny, Stephanie. I’ll never look at diced carrots the same way. LOL

    Here in the states, I’ve never had a hospital stay where the food wasn’t top rate. I’ve worked in two hospitals during my clerical career (most of which was in a clinical setting), and both offer wonderful meals whether you were a patient of an employee. Lots of selection as well. It was surprising that the British system of health care was so lacking in the nourishment department. LOL But now you’re home and you can avoid the little orange sticks, diced or otherwise.

    It’s great that you’re home again and will be walking without the pain soon. God bless you.

  3. This reminds me of a time in hospital when the dietitian made mistakes writing out a menu for me. (I have stomach and bowel conditions.) I was served only potato and carrots for 3 days. Hospital meals – yuk!

    • Oh, my! Poor you! I can only imagine! They sent someone around each day to ask what we wanted for dinner – then we got whatever they had with diced, boiled carrots. It’s kind of funny now…but it wasn’t then! I lost weight while I was in there! God bless. Thanks for reading and commenting.

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