Ham encounters of the hospital kind! Part 2 Link to the previous post: https://voat.co/v/fatpeoplehate/1318860 I had a few more encounters with the fat that tried to steal my food.  After my surgery I was given my own room and bathed by a nurse ( sadly not the hot one 😞) but I digress, I was also instructed to try to remain active. Let me tell you, walking with a piss bag is harder than it looks. Anyways, on one of my assisted waddles I encountered the fat being wheeled around. This time I was more awake, and the pain made me grumpy. So as he is being carted down the corridor, I said loudly, "that's the guy who ate my food!" That set off a shitstorm because the fat tried to get out of his chair and accuse me of being a liar.  Let me paint the scene for you. There I am, waddling along with my pissbag hooked up and a nurse walking beside me, in a long ass corridor. Just a few meters away is this fatty fatty two by four carted on a wheelchair by his nurse. And he is yelling. I think the Percocet was doing a number on me because before I even had a chance to think I started laughing. Laughing after abdominal surgery is painful as fuck. He called me so many disgusting names and I kept laughing before the stench hit me. You know how sometimes you smell something and can't help but dry heave? Well, I did that and right before the vomit, I said "you smell bad" I wish I had said something better, but oh well.  I ended up vomiting on the floor, and luckily the nurse held me so I didn't slip. The fat was still shouting at me while one of the orderlies was trying to contain the reee in its fatchair.