No holiday is complete without an ER visit

It appears that my mysterious small bowel malady is rearing its ugly head again. The night after Thanksgiving, I ended up in the ER with a stressed husband and scared Zoe and fussy Miles. It appears that I may have had another bowel obstruction. The obstruction resolved on its own, but I'm on a liquid diet again to let my bowel heal. I'm thankful to avoid another hospital stay and nasogastric tube, and potentially bowel surgery. But there is only so much you can say for a diet of chocolate Ensure and broth.