The hospital and I have very different definitions of a chocolate milkshake. Their concept is to take a small quantity of chocolate milk and then add all sorts of wonderfully nutritious supplements to the point that the tiny carton fizzes and throbs as it’s opened. The result is a product that makes me imagine hundreds of retired NASA nutritionists in a factory dedicated to help Carmello Anthony reach .03″ farther as he inadvertently removes some piece of an opponents’ anatomy on his way to the hoop.. Tastes like a product. Professionalism dictates performance trumps flavor.

I was thinking DQ. Milk. Chocolate syrup. Ice cream. Mix thoroughly.. You can get the same basic thing in thousands of Warren Buffett franchises across the world and each of us has one or two tweaks that we’re sure makes the best milkshake EVER (well, except for that time we overshot with the garlic escargots at my brother’s Christmas party, but you get the IDEA).

Anyway we finally got all Mayo Departments involved to agree that a
generic DQ chocolate shake with nothing fancy (OOOPS, ignore that
marachino cherry, it has already learned to chant “I am not a food; I am a DRUG!” before consumption) is an allowable dietary component and
even for a short time a sufficient one.

If the agreement works, I go home tomorrow. Only a little healthier,
so far. But a lot happier

Love to you all,
Tim