Please get better!  You are in my thoughts in prayers! Sending strength your way!

Thank you for all the kind words.  The tips are well-noted.  I often think of my farmer dad (deceased) when I get sick.  He had a large herd of beef cattle.  Any cow that didn't produce a calf, had difficulties calving, got hurt, got old or had an attitude would meet their demise by getting shipped to the slaughterhouse.  If I had been a cow, I would have been shipped a very long time ago. Dad had one exception-- an old cow he kept around for so long, it got the name Betty.  My husband, also a farmer, calls me "his Betty."  Obstruction surgery feels like it knocked quite a chunk out of the fifteen years WLS was suppose to spare me but I will happily be his Betty until I meet my demise, too.  Thanks again, everybody.