Visitors...

I just have to say that my parents left yesterday after staying with us for 3 nights. My mother-in-law had been here for 5 nights prior to my parents coming as well. She came 3 days before my surgery, and left when I got home from the hospital.  I had our place totally clean and organized, ready for people to visit as well as for me to come home, knowing that it will be a while before I can really clean like that. She was wonderful!  She helped with the dogs, did the laundry, the dishes, and cleaned the entire house until it was spotless!  When I returned from the hospital, she helped me to change into comfy PJ's and made sure everything was ready for me while I was home since she was leaving that afternoon. She even had already washed and folded her sheets that she slept on.  While I was in the hospital, she took the dogs out every 2 hours, made sure they always had water, cleaned everything (even what was already clean), went into our bedroom and looked for clothes to wash and did loads of laundry and folded or hung them up, so like I said before, she left our place sparkling clean. I really have to thank her lots and lots. I wish she could come back, actually.

My parents came then. My parents had so much fun while visiting. They enjoyed their vacation. They had us take pictures of them in front of our flowering tree outside that they just fell in love with.  But they were only here from Friday at 3:30 p.m. to Monday at 9:30 a.m.  They were really only here 2 full days!
We went out to eat for almost every meal, went to every shopping center/mall, went out for ice cream, and we drove all over showing them around the area where we live. I went back on my chemotherapy medication that I take on Sundays, so I'm back to watching what I eat so I don't get sick.

Yes, I was able to do all those things with them, but I believe if no one came at all, I wouldn't have gone out to those places at all. I am so exhausted that yesterday and today all I've done is lay around and rest or sleep.  Since I have psoriatic arthritis and fibromyalgia besides the avascular necrosis that led to my shoulder replacement, now I am totally flaring. I overdid it. There is no other way to put it. I can't even put it any simpler. My parents don't see me but maybe a couple times a year though.  So they don't realize how sick I am. They don't understand that with chronic illnesses, we don't complain because it is what we live with day in and day out. So yes, a lot of times I will push myself even harder around people that don't see me as often. For my mom especially, everytime she sees me, she thinks I'm doing great and tells that to anyone and everyone.

I need to just stop and rest now.

So my mom said thanks for making her trip so enjoyable. When they were packing their car to leave yesterday morning, my mom said that she didn't think they ended up being much help. She said that she thought they were a good "distraction" from the pain and the side effects from the pain meds.  I didn't change out of my PJ's. I lay on the couch while Jim walked them out to the car.

I just wanted to cry.

I have been trying to get some laundry done today--8 days since surgery--but I have to do very small loads since I can only use one arm.

I sit here trying so hard to keep from.................................................................... CRYING!