Mike Morin

Food cravings. We all get them. For me it’s usually potato chips. Or Ghirardelli chocolate. Women often confess that being with child turns on the crave hormone. Just this week I saw an Instagram video of a guy coming out of anesthesia following surgery. A visiting person in recovery handed him a bag of Doritos.

I could not believe that after 50 years of radio topics, I never asked my listeners, “What food do you crave after coming out of surgery?” As a survivor of two vocal cord surgeries and a couple colonoscopies in the past 21 years, I’ve had my share of 24-hour fasting feasts and knew the topic would yield enlightening and funny responses. I asked. You replied. I’ll start.

Following my first colonoscopy I requested Panera soup and salad. Ten years later, for my second date with Roto-Rooter, I asked my buddy Rex to take me to British Beer Works so I could wolf down a greasy platter of fish and chips. Now it’s your turn. A few of you must’ve still been under the influence of propofol when you responded.

Kath said she craved her now-missing kidney. Everybody check their Playmate coolers, please.

I did notice most of the foods craved for post-op, involved carb-heavy goodies. Lee Ann wanted pizza (hope it wasn’t after open heart surgery, Lee Ann), Gary is another cardiac kid, craving prime rib. Chris was jonesing for chocolate cake. Those sound a heart attack trifecta.

As a side note, let me just say that about 10 years ago, I had lunch at the St. Joseph Hospital cafeteria in Nashua. The food was fabulous. Not sure how it rates today. I’d go back.

Suzy in Minnesota had an operation and woke up wanting a Subway breakfast sandwich. Believe it or not, my friend Mike in Massachusetts requested a Five Guys burger after triple by-pass heart surgery. Next time it’ll be Five Guys for a quintuple by-pass procedure.

Carol told me she craved her discharge papers. I think she’s a fitness freak but quite possibly a closet Popeye’s spicy chicken sandwich lover. Remember, you had surgery after about an 18-hour mandatory fast for anesthesia. You wake up, tear off your johnnie, ball it up, thrown it at the nurse and head to Wendy’s. Or join Carol in the hospital supply closet for a grease feast.

Friend Dennis admitted to heading to Panera for a huge sandwich, chicken noodle soup and a Panera chocolate chip cookie. Even after a Red Cross blood donation, you are offered a snack while you regain your strength before departing. As a regular donor, the best feed put on by any blood drive I’ve attended, was in Hudson at the Lions club years ago. They had hot entrees brought in from a dozen local restaurants.

A few more here. Martha wants power cakes, Liz says eggie cheesie and Kelleigh dives into a bacon cheeseburger. Then there’s Scott, who craves more anesthesia, saying, “That’s some of the best sleep money can buy.”

Contact Mike Morin at mike morinmedia@gmail.com or follow him on Twitter at @MikeMorinMedia. His column runs the first, third and fifth Sundays of the month.

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