I was exceedingly careful at Thanksgiving dinner. I barely ate any of my own contributions to the holiday meal -- Blue Hubbard squash stuffed with roasted Brussels sprouts and chestnuts, plus my Very Seedy Hallah -- but the hosts and 15 guests all loved them, so I felt satisfied. I barely ate anything else that was served, either, just a few bites of sweet potato, pumpkin muffin, and, with great trepidation, a stalk of well steamed broccoli. Basically I ate very little, went home hungry. Who goes home hungry from Thanksgiving dinner? Oh, well, it matters not. The main thing is that my strategy proved successful: nothing untoward happened, not even serious gut pain, so I felt -- and continue to feel -- extremely grateful. And I keep drinking gallons of water.
Next medical test -- ERCP -- scheduled for this Thursday, December 2. Thanks in advance to David G. for the post-anaesthesia ride home from Beth Israel.
Anybody out there available to drive me to the hospital this Thursday morning? I have to be there at 11. We could sing together in the car...
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