Ham encounters of the hospital kind! I've been away for a few weeks due to some health issues and was in hospital for a long ass time. Anyways, the kind of surgery I had was the kind old people get. My first night before surgery I had my own my room, but the day after in the recovery ward I was in between fats. one of them was younger than me and weighed almost 3 times as much. At least 150kg. So, I wake up, disorientated, feeling like I'm about to throw up, pain in my joints because of the air used to inflate the stomach cavity for the surgery. Feeling like shit basically. I pull the lever that presses a button for a nurse to come. The fat besides me says;  "Oh, good! You're awake! I wanted to ask if I could have your pudding?" Right then I notice a tray of lunch has been left covered in cling film on my right hand side. Just so you know, we were arranged in a row of three. The patient on my right only had a wall to his right, no tray. So the fat had already eaten my tray of lunch and was now asking me to hand him the pudding on the tray belonging to the small fat on my right. Before I can say anything, the nurse comes into the room and says how very surprised he is that I managed to eat, but also asked if I were feeling sick because of the food?  I told him straight up that I didn't eat anything, I was thirsty, and in pain. We both looked at the fat next to me, and when the nurse looked back at me, he said. "Let's get you into your own room!" He then also pressed the button for a porter and as I was being wheeled out I heard. "You can't eat others food. You will ruin your lapband and it might turn deadly"  That whole day I spent in a bed but over the coming weeks I had more than a few run ins with that particular fat. Anyways, I am finally back home as of earlier this week and couldn't wait to rant!