Week Twelve: Monday

I had to leave work early because Mrs. Fat Guy called and the medical folks wanted to speed up the baby birthing process. Although I am posting this almost a week after the fact I will pretend as if I am posting this on Tuesday, so there is not baby as of Monday night. I did my foot fixing exercises in the hospital. I also made the conscious decision that I do not have the ability to care about any diet while all this is going on and I will eat whatever I want. Well, within reason, as the hospital staff was unwilling to serve me a stick of butter coated in sugar. Jerks.