I thought of something today, while consuming my body weight in delectable victuals and then later, in my food-induced comatose state.
Someone should invent a service available annually on Thanksgiving day that rents wheelchairs. This way, if you eat too much and can't follow the crowd as it shifts from the kitchen/dining room to the family room, you can just make your youngest sibling or one of the more lively of your family members to wheel you over!
This is even more applicable if you go out to eat. You know how there are volunteers as the hospital to wheel patients out of out-patient? Volunteers to wheel stuffed patrons out of the restaurant. Bam.
I'm not sure how well this will catch on. In the meanwhile ... eat away! Thanksgiving is not over yet!