Monday 5/5

We had a busy weekend. My daughter planned a big birthday party for my grandson. He turned 5 on 4/29. My Son-in-law BBQed brisket and chicken, made potato salad, and cole slaw. They bought a slip and slide that came with 2 boogie boards, and a wading pool. Now that we have water, and lights, staying late isn't as big a deal as it used to be.
Family and friends were invited, and some camped out over Saturday night. My parents, sister, and all three of my kids, as well as their spouses were there for a short while, along with my nephew, his two boys and my sister's foster child.

My sons and daughter-in law left after a couple of hours. My youngest son cut his thumb pretty badly at work last week, and it was giving him fits, so they went home. I didn't get to see them because I had to chase down parts for the well so we could hook up a hose. We bought the wrong part on the way down and I had to go exchange it for the right one. While I was gone, they left, but they did get to see their grandparents, who flew home to PA today.

There was buried treasure to find and dig up, and 49 acres to run on, except the small pastures, where we had the horses confined, to allow the gates to be propped open.

Unfortunately, some feelings were hurt, and my sister and parents went back to my sister's house. One of her grandsons went into the barn and got down a toy that had been but up because the kids were fighting over it, and it was one of the birthday toys, and rather fragile. When my daughter told him he couldn't have it, to put it back, he threw it down hard, as if to try and break it. My daughter doesn't have much patience with other's children, and told him to stay out of the barn, and away from the toys inside. My sister only heard, You can't play with the toys, and decided to go home. This was shortly after her foster child had come running to her in tears because he was told to stop doing something on the slip and slide, and he didn't stop, so he got fussed at.

I felt torn. Here was my sister, and my daughter at cross purposes. My daughter felt no one was watching the kids closely enough, and my sister feeling like her kids were being picked on. They packed up and left before the BBQ was done or the cake was cut. I felt bad, because my parent left with her, cause she lives closer to the airport, and they were staying at her house.

I hate when people get feelings hurt.

Today I met with my Radiation oncologist. I'll be starting my radiation treatments on 6/2. I have to go for a SIMULATION on 5/27. They will decide the best way to position me for my treatments, and fashion a cradle for my upper body and arms, so that they are always in the correct position during the treatment. I'll also get markers drawn on my skin so that they can aim the radiation in the right place. She also showed me some stretching exercises to do once I get my drain out. It has been 19 days since my surgery, and I still have my drain. I think my body is reacting to the drain as a foreign body, like it did with the suture in my left arm, and that is why I'm still producing too much drainage to have it removed. They should remove it on Wednesday, since my surgeon said they would remove it 3 weeks after surgery, regardless of the amount of drainage. I hope so. It is very painful. It pulls on the suture holding it in place when I move my arm.