Fasting on a work day is usually easy. The busy pace of the hospital keeps me focused on my patient care and doesn't allow much time for focusing on my rumbling belly. The one time that temptation calls is when the kitchen ladies do their morning tea round. They push their trolleys around the ward giving the patients a hot drink and whatever home-made treat has been rustled up in the kitchen during the morning. Occasionally there are some extras that are left in the staff room to be shared and enjoyed. Sods law is that 9 times out of 10 this happens on a fast day.
When yesterdays morning tea was homemade scones with sugar sprinkled on top and a generous dollop of jam my mouth was watering. I so nearly gave in and broke my fast. Instead I decided to be strong and wrapped one of the scones in a paper towel and put it in my locker. Today was a non-fast day and I enjoyed every single crumb of my scone with my morning cup of tea. It tasted twice as nice as it would if I had eaten it yesterday because there was no guilt attached! Well worth waiting for!