Dad's POV
We were guided to the Cafeteria where They provided me a light snack and asked David to eat a meal that even I would struggle to finish as well as more black water, as I have come to think of it. I was more than a little jealous but an extreme diet seemed to be in the cards for me.
Dr. Markle joined us for our lunch and continued filling us in on what to expect while we ate. David was struggling to finish half his plate and finally said he was done. Dr Markle just smiled and said, "That's fine, you did great. Leave it there, and go back to it if you think you can eat more." I was hoping I could get a couple bites and was dismayed that my meal was really half a sandwich.
I didn't notice the Dr. had a two way communication device in his ear. His hand went to his head, "Oh, what was that? Excellent." He looked to us and explained that our DNA was fully transferred. I didn't feel the least bit different to be honest. "If all systems are a go, please activate Sally's hormone control system."
Then he turned to us and explained that this system will be crucial every step of the way. Our hormones control things like cell growth and division, signal when we are hungry, full, or need to digest things. As well as our energy levels, happiness, and control the way our bodies function. He droned on and on about it as though we were in a lecture, but out of the corner of my eye, I noticed David was going back to his food, eagerly. Oddly enough, I no longer felt hungry at all.
David actually cleared his plate and his stomach had visibly distended from the pressure of the meal. Once he was done we were split into separate rooms and asked to log onto our social media profiles. We went through pictures and memories, recounted stories, and discussed thoughts. It was interesting and the researcher said it will help with verifying that our memories are in tact once this is finished. They were very thorough.
After the interrogation we were ushered to a gym room and each given a personal trainer and set of gym clothes. They walked us through what they wanted us to do. I had a lot of stretches, David did more weight lifting. Despite this I was sweating profusely. After about 30 minutes David was asking about dinner which surprised me because I wasn't hungry. Looking at my watch I realized it was 530 and I was surprised the paltry lunch sustained me so long, it must have been fortified, I reasoned.
Throughout the next half hour David complained about his hunger 3 more times, but we were only offered more black water. "It's okay Son, we will eat soon." He glanced back at me giving me a pained look and my heart broke. He went back to pumping iron and I went back to my jumping jacks.
We were finally released to clean up and told to head back to the cafeteria. I've never seen David shower so quickly.
The workout made me look like a wet dog, David however, looked like his little muscles were holding onto all the blood his body sent to them. I was practically chasing after David to catch up as he was ready to eat. My legs were a little lethargic after the exercises they made me do, taking a step and making my knee hit the floor...
This time I got a few slices of meat cheese and veggies, but I was happy with it... David again got a plate brimming with food. Watching him eat was kind of disgusting. Around 645 we were asked to prepare for bed by 7 and taken to separate large rooms outfitted with a a hospital style bed.
I explained that despite the activities of the day, there is no way i'm falling asleep until 9 at the earliest. The woman replied, "I understand why you would say that, but please prepare for bed and be in your bed at 7."
Incredulously I changed into the hospital gown they provided. making me feel more like a patient and less like a person. I brushed my teeth and called my wife. we had a quick chat when a bell went off in the room, "30 seconds until bedtime... 29, 28..." I sighed and ended the call glad I got to shower a, I climbed into bed with a whole 4 seconds to spare. As soon as the machine stated it was 7 I was intensely drowsy, a few seconds more I was asleep.