Sometimes there are just so many things to report that it's easier to post nothing. But I'm going to try anyway.
First, the trip. I don't why it is that we had three cameras that got almost no use. But there is the one pic to prove we were actually there. It was the first time we've managed to stay together as a family the entire day, and I have to say I loved every minute of it. We had talked about getting me a wheel chair, but there really wasn't any need. Probably the best part of the day was the Golden Horseshoe Corral, and the mile-high chocolate cake. If you haven't tried it, I highly recommend it. It's the perfect way to unwind at the end of the day, with a really reasonable treat (assuming one person doesn't eat all five layers of that cake.) An example of the show, which is put on by Billy Hill and the Hillbillies: "We wrote a song that combines Disco and Country. We call if Crisco. We also wrote one that combines Rap and Country. We don't know what to call it."
I wish I could give the same glowing report on Six Flags. But if there's one thing I learned, it's that I'm a roller coaster wimp. I've always "volunteered" to stay behind with whatever child was too young or nervous to want to go on the big twisters. And sure, I did have a great excuse to keep my feet on the grown this time. But the truth is those feet had no desire to do anything else. But since the vast majority of people there were between 15 and 25, I don't think I'm alone. But I did enjoy my time in the kiddie land with my little grandbaby.
I also had the little problem of turning into a living, breathing water balloon. I'm doing much better now, but for a while there I think I was in danger of going splat if I fell down too hard.
Now that I'm home, I've had two rounds of radiation. And I guess my overwhelming fatigue is caused by the trip, not the treatment, because the doc assures me I shouldn't be tired for a couple weeks. And the doc wouldn't lie. But tired is tired no matter where it comes from, so I'm off to take a nap.
But first, the really, big, major, huge, news. I have a shadow! Like men get in the evening on their faces? I have one on my scalp. You have to really squint to see it, but since my Rob was the first to notice, I'm pretty sure it's legit. And a week ahead of schedule too.
It's almost enough to make me forget that there's a layer of SNOW outside on the day before April! Talk about major ickiness. Makes me want to go back to California. Anyway, that's the news for now. Off to bed.