
Never was a lover of RAVIOLI. Now and then, when i was desperate I would have the stuff, but I never had a craving like this EVER! The first thing I wanted as soon as i'd come out of theatre was HEINZ RAVIOLI! I could taste it all the time, which made me want it even more!
Mum and dad said that i could have it as soon as they could get their hands on a tin of it, but it was hard because mum stayed for a few nights, then it was dad and then back to mum again. But FINALLY last night, mum bought me a tin and brought it to the hospital with her! I was so desperate, at around 8:30pm (after lasagne and tinned spaghetti) ate my RAVIOLI with great pride!
ALL the doctors said that it was the weirdest craving after transplantation EVER, Which made me feel proud inside. MAYBE, I should write to HEINZ and tell them about my craving, they might send me a lifetime supply of RAVIOLI or change the name of it to MEGZIOROLI!
That would be proper minted that would, but rather unlikely. Oh well ..... I can dream!