Who ever thought there would be 18 posts about Toast! We need to get a life!
Ah, but some of life’s greatest pleasures are simple. Like hot, buttered toast or homemade bread warm from the oven, and spread with butter. Or another simple pleasure is having breakfast for supper.
A few years ago I was in an aggresive OT/PT rehab facility, recuperating from a back injury. I no longer need anything stronger than an occasional OTC pain medication for anything, but then I was on some impressive pain meds and would have breakthrough pain an hour after taking the medication with three hours before the next dose. Not good. My nurse at night would often come in and talk to me, knowing I was probably awake and suffering. He had time, because it was pretty quiet then. One night he came in and asked if I’d like something to eat. There weren’t a lot of options, but I opted for wheat toast. Butter or peanut butter–he asked. PB on toast? Who knew? I’d never thought about putting it on toast before. So I went with it. The nurse came back with it a few minutes later, and the PB was like a thin, molten layer on the wheat toast. It was so good and helped me get through a tough night. Amazing how that helped. A simple, yet effective, alternative/distraction.