I’m writing this right now from a hotel in Regina.

At the hospital. Glad we could be there.
Chris’ uncle, as previously mentioned, is imminently due for surgery and is 83. He had just lost his aunt/his uncle’s sister, due to a related incident. We weren’t going to miss this opportunity to visit, as you never know what life is going to bring.
As many commenters have said on this very blog, sometimes the rug can be pulled out from under you when you least expect it.
So due to the added stress along with the complexities and pretty much impossibility of continuing this diet without any cooking facilities (in a hotel), we had decided to bow out. This morning, on our way out of town, we enjoyed and appreciated a real breakfast like we never have before. Same goes for lunch, and most recently, dinner.

Once we had to be out, I cherished breakfast.
Both Chris and I definitely have a new appreciation for food and the food choices we are _able_ to make. Especially when it comes to our son, Liam. This might be TMI for some but for those moms out there, read the next sentence:
Liam used to be a regular every morning pooper. But after only 2 days on the Food Bank diet, he had become constipated. Just today the poor guy finally relieved himself after we were able to provide him with adequate fiber, fruit, veggies, for a few days now.
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