My dull life

It's been a couple of weeks since I last posted.  Things are going okay.  The radiation area is 'sunburned'.  I continue to put prescription cream on it but it's still sore under my arm.  I do radiation at 8:15am every morning.  By the time I get home I'm so tired that I usually just lay down.  I'm not sleepy just tired.  I have now competed 25 days with only 8 to go.
I got a jury summons the other day.  I have requested a postponement because jury duty starts 1 day after my last treatment day and I have a couple of doctor appointments within the jury time.
My girlfriends came over on Wednesday.  We had a really nice day.  After talking for a few hours we went out to eat at a Mexican place.  I decided that I was just to wiped out to put up with their high energy enjoy the rest of the day with them.  When everyone is done running around the country and I'm feeling better, we will be back to hitting the quilt shops and resale stores and start quilting. 
The little grandkids come over to visit, usually on Saturdays.  Their daddy broke his foot and can't run after them.  Little Ethan has figured out that Daddy can't run as fast as he can.  Very funny to watch.
Catch y'all later........

Half Way Done

I'm half way through my treatments.  So far so good.  I only have bouts of fatigue on occasions, not all day. 
The little grandkids were over to see us on the weekend.  Bill's birthday was Monday and the kids brought over a cake to celebrate.  Here's a picture of the cake:

Grandpa's birthday cake

 
 Ethan can't say grandpa but he can say Umpa.  Christy and Ethan had a ball playing in the sandbox and then they got in the pool.  They also played with the sprinkler water toy.  It was a wonderful day for Umpa!


I finished Ethan's overnight bag.  Bill picked out the fabric and it took me a couple of weeks to make it.  I'll try to be a little bit quicker on making things. 

Ethan's overnight bag

My son, Steve, turned 43 on the 9th of June.  I don't know how he got so old and I'm still young!  I'm trying to convince myself of that anyway.   My granddaughter Ali (age 17) had a slight accident the other evening.  Seems like she 'jumped the curb' and blew out the tire.  Now the worst part is she didn't know how to change it so she drove home on the flat.  Steve got the rim fixed and a new tire put on and everything is A OK.  Her punishment for driving home on a flat was to learn how to change a tire!

Nothing else is going on in my life that's exciting and so I have nothing else to write about.  Maybe after the treatments are finished I'll be able to get on with my life and do something!