Let Us Eat Cake!

Now, I'm not one to complain. The nurses in our chemo suite are chipper, chatty and charming, doing a job I could never do, and why they do not all receive gongs in the Hons List escapes me. I know it's not their fault, but is feeding chemo patients another postcode lottery factor?? We get the following fare offered: - Soup. I make a vat of it every 3 days or so at home for nourishment, which I maintain by careful sealing and refridgeration. Am I wrong in having an entrenched idea of it festering in a hospital environment absorbing ghastly germs by the microsecond??; - Plastic-wrapped sandwiches consisting of four triangles of fading brown bread encasing a slice of processed cheese, a mush of tinned tuna or likewise, generally resembling [and tasting like] something to which Tesco has said "yuk throw it out". Anyone want to join my "Cake in the Chemo Suite" campaign??? Why can't we have some of Nigella's fabulous Classic Chocolate Cake or Gordon Ramsay's Chocolate Marquise or something Nick Nairns does with raspberries, oatmeal and lashings of drambuie (pace the alcohol thread)??? I'm sorry, but if they can afford to bail out the banks and fund a couple of overseas wars, can they not give us a bit of 1-2 starred food??? I'd be interested to hear from chemo patients in general - is this another damning sign of Scottish malnutrition? I always crave pizza after chemo for some weird personality-deficient reason, but when I'm miserable and doing a 4-hour chemo, I want to eat nice stuff!!! ps When my friend was in hospital in Paris after a heart attack his doctor told him in hushed, apologetic tones that he should only eat foie gras once a week from now on! Down with rubbish food!!!