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We had my family dinner today. I've been nauseous all day, so I took some containers to bring some home for later. I sat with the family, with my empty plate while everyone ate. They all understood, but my dad, of course. He reminded me how my mom cooked all night and I'm not even trying it. I reminded HIM that it's not like I'm abstaining because I don't appreciate or like the food. If I eat a bite, I'll puke. I ended up eating one piece of ham and was doubled over in pain and had to come home to take a phenergan. Hoping I get an appetite at some point tonight for the leftovers because I start my elimination diet tomorrow. It's just not Thanksgiving without my mom's casseroles.