Last night I dreamt about food.....plates and plates of spaghetti and meatballs. I like spaghetti and meatballs but not enough to waste a perfectly good dream on it. I woke up this morning and had runny oatmeal....nine days postop and starting to see a light at the end of the tunnel. Yesterday was my first full day without an episode of vomitting. Yesterday was a good day and today is feeling even better. One day at a time.