Well, it has been a rather tough weekend. Yesterday was a wierd pain day, and today is cold sweats again. I wore my bike shorts all night to help lessen the swelling in my stupid fat leg, and today, it hurts a lot in my abdomen. It's the area where the tumor is. I'm hoping it's not growing.
The boys are in my room watching the little league world series. Fun.
Oh well... Friday night, our church had a dinner/show with the Colorado Wranglers. Aunt Nancy and I went just for the show, and it was really fun. Cowboy music is always fun, and when they sang "The Mississippi Squirrel Revival," it made me laugh. I don't think they were going to do that song, but Rohan ran over to one of the guys before the show and asked if they were going to, and they said that they would.
I got to see some folks that I haven't gotten to see for a while. Got a lot of hugs. Poor Aunt Nancy hit the "panic" button when unlocking the car for me, so Paul said we didn't know her. Just that we had hired her to drive. 
But since on Friday, I went to work, chemo, and then to the cowboy show, I was pretty worn out yesterday.
I had a lot of pain meds in my system yesterday. It wasn't awful except that I tend to get into my spiral thinking when I'm over-tired or I hurt. I took Ativan to stay on top of that, but it just added to the sleepy feeling. Yesterday afternoon, my friend, Brenda, came and got the girls and took them home with her to prepare a few meals for the week. She also bought them each a recipe box and they wrote down the recipes that they fixed. Next time, they're supposed to make the shopping list, and she will take them shopping before they prepare.
Paul and the boys went to see the Sky Sox play last night, and had a good time. I'm glad when they're able to do that.
Today, my abdomen is tender, and I don't feel much like moving. And like I said, I've got the cold sweats. Ick. But the kids went to church, and I've just taken it easy today. I'm going to get a little work done in a bit, but it has been good to take it easy without being groggy today.
I have one question about meds. How the heck am I supposed to take one of my meds on an empty stomach (2 hours before or 3 hours after a meal) when I'm also supposed to be on continuous tube feeds? And my pain management doc said that I should take it because the steriod that he has me on can mess up my stomach (this is a stomach med). Hhmmm.... I guess that's a question I need to be askin' someone, huh?
My oldest child has the most interesting sense of fashion. But she manages to pull off the wierdest combos! Today, she was wearing a smock from the 1940's, a dress that my grandmother would have worn to do farmwork when she was a girl, over a cute t, with footless leggings, and a Gucci belt tying up the whole thing. Seriously... She pulls stuff like that off all the time. At her age, there is no way I would have been willing to be "different," but she not only is, she sets trends by doing it. Other kids will likely be dressing like that next Sunday. She does it with her school uniforms, too. I've never seen anyone get around the rules better. She wears big chunky jewelry (no rule against it), spreads her collar way out (no rule against it), wears high heels (no rule against it). I should take a picture of her every day for a week and just show y'all. You'd be amazed at her.
And on the topic of the fuzz that is growing on my head, Meleia came in and just started howling laughing today. I evidently have one straight, long, gray hair that is sticking up from the curly brown stuff that's coming in. She thought it was the funniest thing she'd ever seen. If I weren't afraid that more would come with it, I'd ask her to pluck it I think. 
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