Thanksgiving

Luckily, I’m right smack in the middle of mushy / puréed foods, so Thanksgiving was not too difficult to navigate.

My in laws and my parents live about 25 minutes from each other, so Pat and I like to split this holiday. This year, we had dinner at my in laws’ house. My mother in law asked me if I wanted anything in particular, which was really thoughtful. I basically made a mini sampler plate of mashed potatoes, stuffing, sweet potatoes, cranberry and creamed spinach all covered in gravy. Not protein rich or particularly healthy, but hey, it was Thanksgiving! Right now, I’m able to eat around 2 ounces of food at a time. A few tiny forkfuls later, I was completely satiated. Here’s my plate at the beginning of the meal… it basically looked the same at the end!

Pat’s family has been really supportive through this process. I am extraordinarily thankful for that. It’s one thing for my own family to be supportive and caring. (I feel like they’re almost contractually obligated.) But to feel love and support from his family has been really special.

After playing a rousing game of hide and seek with our niece, Ellie (more like we hide and she seeks), we were off to my parents’ for dessert. It was really nice to see my family. Especially my brothers and cousins. We don’t often all get together but when we do, it’s pretty awesome. I laughed so hard that I needed to hold a pillow to my stomach so that my incisions didn’t hurt. I did have a small slice of pumpkin pie, scooped out. Yum. By 9pm, I was pretty wiped, so we said goodbye and as soon as we got home, I hit the hay.

Christmas isn’t too far away, and I am thankful that I’ll see them all again soon. I am beyond lucky.

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