Okay. Just back from the follow up appointment for the Mohs surgery. Finally got the ear bandage removed which had been itching like crazy. The doc was very happy with how everything looks, including the skin graft. Best news, I can start taking full showers tomorrow without the plastic cap and physical gyrations of the past week. It wouldn’t be a visit to the dermatologist if there wasn’t some pain involved. The doc had the nurse clean out all the scabs, which was definitely not fun. On the upside she also got all the gunk that had been sloshing around inside the sealed ear for the last week. I know. Gross! I still can’t exercise until this weekend but there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Also, no more bandage on top of the head after today. That is definitely worth a whoo hoo!
My
family once again rallied to improve morale issues this past weekend with Great
Aunt hosting a McShawn’s Night to welcome my Favorite Panamanian and I home.
There was an added benefit as I convinced my younger sister to attend with us.
We drove over to Framingham to pick her up and then wended our way down to
Rhode island. I was a little mystified as to why there was so much traffic on
I-495 since the Outlet Mall was closed (thank God) and the Patriots were off
season (again, thank God). I learned the next day that Lionel Messi and his soccer
team were in town playing against the New England team in Foxboro. With Great Aunt and Younger Sister Saturday
Namesake Nephew Fam & Another Soxfather Niece
The
gathering at Great Aunt’s house was everything I’ve come to expect. It is truly
medicinal to spend time with my sisters and Soxfather’s incomparable family.
Namesake Nephew was there with his new family and it was another iron clad signal
that I am truly home. Soxfather’s sister continued her seemingly endless
calumny against my photo taking abilities which, of course, resulted in the below
photo. When will she learn? I’ve come to believe she only does this to insure I
include a picture of her in the blog. I’ll continue to play along as her ego
must need this affirmation. Who am I to deny her this? Wife with Great Friends
As
usual, Great Aunt had way, way too much food. This included one of those damnable
(but hellishly delicious) donut cakes. See note above about lack of exercising.
At least this will give me a target rich environment when I do begin exercising
again. I had to limit beer consumption since I was the designated driver but
nothing could quell the superb comradery that infects these gatherings. Just
great people. Once again, proof positive that I am blessed. It was also a great
day for Boston sports team with the Red Sox winning in epic fashion while both
the Bruins and Celtics won playoff games. Well, alright!Soxfather's Very Photogenic Sister
Now
to that cryptic word in the title about piercing. It was a landmark day down in
New Jersey over the weekend. The FBR got her ears pierced for the first time.
She was very excited about this and my daughter says she was very brave about the
whole process of holes being drilled in her ears. I told her I understood about
ear pain but she wasn’t impressed, even with my bandages (she is 8 now, I guess
I’ll have to resign myself to being less cool in her eyes). She was impressed, however,
in how cool she looked and I had to agree. My God she’s growing up so fast. The
FBR also had her first baseball game of the year. Her team lost 1-0 but she was
selected to play first base as one of the few people on her team who could both
catch and throw the ball with ability. All those back yard throws with Wingman paid
dividends. Great Aunt, upon hearing this, remarked that Soxfather had been impressed
with the FBR’s throwing motion at an early age. I’m sure he was looking over
her shoulder as she took the field on Saturday. A Very Good Day
The Deed is Done Very Happy with Results
Play Ball!! |
In my A-Z watch, four fell since I last posted, all keepers, Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom (new addition), awesome underwater spectacle; Armageddon (upgrade) may be best action movie ever made; The Huntsman Winter’s War, much better than I remembered, dwarfs are hilarious and a troika of Theron, Blunt and Chastain, Whooah!; and I am Legend, remake of classic Omega Man, whatever else, Will Smith can carry a movie.
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RECURRING CHARACTERS:
ABFA – Amazing Best Family
Athlete - my daughter
in law; BR3 – Blog Reader #3 – granddaughter
#3; BRS - Blog Reader the Sequel -
second granddaughter; Cantankerous Friend – friend since grade school who likes to argue
about everything, poses as radical leftist to attract women; CRC - Connecticut
Riverboat Captain – another close friend from high school, renowned sailor
of the big river; Curbside Girls – close
friends of my daughter acquired during him her single days in Brooklyn; Deckzilla – our backyard deck which
grew to monstrous dimensions once my wife got involved in planning; Favorite Panamanian - the wife (of
course); FBR - First Blog Reader -
first granddaughter; First Friday –
celebrations to mark the First Friday of the Week; Great Aunt - my elder sister; Keene
Friends 1 & 2 – friends since high school from my home town of Keene,
NH; Kindergarten Friend – friend
since kindergarten whom I reunited with after many years; Maine and Virginia Musqueteras – two close friends of my wife –
her US sisters, my wife is the 3rd Musquetera (musketeer); Namesake Nephew –
son of Great Aunt and Soxfather named after me; Neighborhood Mafioso - wife's close friend and Panamanian mafia
member; PanaGals – female relatives
/friends of my wife from Panama; Panamanian/Latin
Mafia – inevitable group of Latino friends my wife accumulates wherever we
have lived & their spouses; PCR - Pittsburgh College Roommate – high school friend, also a “Minor
Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; PCR+1 - Pittsburgh College Roommate’s wife; Riggins - also known as the Grandpuppy, son's dog; Seis Amigos
- two couples from our condo complex and my wife and I; Soxfather – my brother in law; Tia Loca – wife’s younger
sister; Wingman
– my son in law; Wingmom –
Wingman’s mom, of course
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