Last Weeks of May, 2010

Final Week of May, 2010

After receiving my first treatment with Dr. Young, I was excited about the procedure known as UCC (upper cervical care). Although my pain wasn’t totally gone, it had dropped in its threshold level considerable. Dr. Young with his staff of Mary and Shirley are very professional and nice individuals who make you feel right at home. He put an Atlas machine at the base of my neck turning it on; it sounds as if it’s a small machine gun. Ra-ta-ta-tat, Ra-ta-ta-tat at intervals of what seemed like five or six minutes at a time for 30 to 45 minutes. All the while he made sure I was comfortable and checked up and down on my neck and spine alignment. After the procedure was completed more X-rays were taken to assess the correction to my Atlas.

They told me, they were going to try and get my head on straight.

All I could say to them was, “Good luck with that!”

I received my certification for dispensing LP-Gas and fixed a mail flag on the mailboxes to let the residents know that the mail has arrived and in their box or that it’s in the office for pick up. It was my mailman mentality coming to the surface. We went to work just before the Memorial Day weekend expecting a lot of things needing to be done. We weren’t wrong. We stayed hopping getting things readied for the weekend. One nice thing that happened was my oldest daughter Kimmy called and invited us up to the lake house for the upcoming weekend.

We left for Ellston, Iowa at 8 a.m. We put our clothes and personal hygiene items in our traveling bags getting ready for the trip. We had to get Sadie’s stuff ready too, since she would be traveling with us. I also put two sets of golf clubs in the truck; my old set for Riley and the set Rocky gave me for Luke. Arriving after about six hours, only Kimmy and Mike knew I was coming for the weekend. Everyone was out on a boat ride when we pulled up. We waited until they pulled into the dock area and surprised everyone. It was a good feeling seeing everyone. Now I was waiting on Katie and Ally to drive up to surprise them too.


Brady (my #5 in the line of 7 grandsons) caught his first fish ever on our first day at the lake house. I didn’t get a picture of it, but his dad did. Mike took a bunch of us out on the boat giving us a tour of the nice homes around the lake.
He stopped at a location where he takes his family so they can swim and have fun when he has the boat anchored down. We then watched as my dare-devil grandkids went tubing behind the boat. Rhonda, Sadie and me took the opportunity afforded us by Mike to jet-ski for the very first time. It was a blast. I was able to take Ally and Brady out on the jet-ski too.

The sleeping arrangements were a challenge for Kimmy. But somehow she always seems to work her magic and makes it work for everyone. I have to say this has been one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long, long time. It’s not surprising that it happens when I’m with my kids and grandkids. They are my world now. I’m going to be a little sad because it’s coming to an end faster than I wanted it to.

It was the last day of the month and last day of being at the lake house. I was up before anyone else and went out on the deck to read a book I brought with me. It started sprinkling so I had to retreat to the car to stay dry. After everyone was up and the noise level was too, breakfast was fixed by Kimmy. We had a great breakfast of sausage and biscuits, scrambled eggs with everyone pushing away from the table completely satisfied. We said our goodbyes and left the lake house around 9 a.m.

On our way home we stopped in Iola, Kansas for a Mexican lunch before arriving home at 3:45 p.m. We weren’t home but a few minutes when Sheila, our boss called asking when we thought we would be home?

Rhonda replied, “We are home.”

Along with the other two couples we were invited to a dinner that Sheila and Keith were providing for us. It was very sweet of them. We had a great time with everyone in attendance. Now it’s back to work tomorrow and starting a new month.

The video below is of my grandsons, Mikey, Luke and Griff. Watch as Griff right at the end of the video tries to jump from one tube to the other. He almost, I say almost makes it.