After 23 hours fasting and purging, and twenty minutes anesthetic, there is warm chocolate out of a large white Duralex bowl, three tartines I spread with melting butter and a plastic packet of apricot jam, a small, round, cellophane-wrapped madeleine. And encore de sucre, s'il vous plait.
The colour has returned to his lips.
(Addendum: This wasn't the final op, just a day hospital examination under a general anaesthetic to ascertain whether to go ahead with it. Tom says he doesn't want anyone to think he hasn't got further suffering to come... still it's good to have it over! The patient is remarkably chipper and dying to get out on the garden.)
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