Happy Thanksgiving, everybody! Kids and kidlets will be descending on us tomorrow, and I'll have to herd them toward the door after Mark goes to bed. But we also have hearts overflowing with thankfulness as Rich continues to make a full recovery from his horrible illness. He won't be able to be here tomorrow, but I've already frozen his leftovers for when he can come.

This will be our last Thanksgiving in this house, unless something drastic happens. We are building a new house so my mom can move in with us, and it should be ready to move into around the time of Roar2. We may have to decide before or after (I'm voting for after). This is our 26th Thanksgiving in this house, so it's kind of a bittersweet thing.

I haven't said much, but Mark has decided to have gastric bypass surgery, and it's scheduled for Dec 17th. We are getting on Navigator Nov 26 for 10 days; during that time, he will have to be on a very restricted diet. I think it's a good thing that we know the ship's chef can make his restrictions taste far better than I ever could.

Edit (my phone rang before I was through): Sue, your story is amazing, and I am so happy that you found a doctor who wanted to get to the source of your weakness! What part of Tennessee do you go to?