It was the best of times, It was the worst of times

The prospect of being grandparents certianly is the best of times, but poor old Erin has been going through hell with this pregnancy. Last night we came to the hospital for the third time this month. After her emergency surgery early in the month we have made two more trips back to what has become our home away from home. At this point they cannot determine if she has a gall bladder problem, or some kind of bowel obstruction. Adhesions may be the culprit in the background. When she eats it makes her very sick and puts her in great pain. Hopefully we will get through this one more time. Our annual trip south has been put on hold until we get this resolved.