Ever since we all returned to the northeast, my family has made Thanksgiving the one holiday when we all get together and bask in each other’s company. We’re a family of many religions, and that means that the traditional big family holidays — Passover and Christmas, for the most part — aren’t shared by everyone, so that means that we all settled on Thanksgiving as our big family gathering. Unfortunately, though, I just got my schedule for next year, and it looks like a return to New York City isn’t in the cards for me. I’m scheduled to be on the Bone Marrow Transplant service for the month of November, and more precisely, I’m on call for the service on Thanksgiving Day. I hope that the service is quiet enough that I’ll be able even to get back to my apartment that night and have dinner with Shannon, but since I invited one of the fellows to our dinner this past year and she wasn’t able to make it out of the hospital, I harbor a certain amount of skepticism that it’ll happen. Harrumph.