This past weekend was my Grandmother's 25th Anniversary party and everything seemed to go really well. I got to see my cousins and everyone already knew that I was pregnant so I got to hear all kinds of goorey details from them. I was very happy to see Bob & michelle and meet Michelle's kids & husband. It was funny she said that she didn't know who I was when she first saw me and we started to laugh. I had a great time. My mom made me sing " Don't Cry for Me Argentina" to kick off the karaoke portion of the night. There was a prize for the best chicken dance, conga line, etc. It was quite a fest. I cried when my Grandparents walked down the aisle, it was so sweet and I was so overcome thinking about how much she has changed and had to endure these past few months.
After the party my cousins went over to see my Grandmother and get a chance to hang out with her but I think she was pretty wiped out. The next day she wasn't really doing too well. She kept talking about how she was in all of this pain and then already had taken 2 oxycodone pain pills and had on a morphine patch. My Grandfather was worried and wanted her to go to the hospital but she refused. This was basically the last I have heard of it but I am hoping to find out some more information pretty soon. I need to give me my mom a call to check up on how everything is going.
Sunday Stan and I just laid around the house and took naps. It was such a rainy day so the best thing to do was take advantage of the lack of anything to do. It was a nice recovery day after all the work that we put into the party.
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