I talked to my youngest daughter on Friday, the day before the Graduation Party. She informed me that she had to go to work in the morning till 11 AM. Her dad tells me later in the day he had to work also in the morning. At first I thought both were joking, as they both had asked off from their jobs in advance. They both assured me they were not joking and had to work. Panic set in on me bad. I thought about all the lifting and carrying I needed to do for the party. Since it was being held at a building in a township park, it meant carrying everything down from upstairs in the house to down the stairs outside the house. I have been experiencing back and leg pain over this past week and praying it would ease up for this weekend. I already have appointments for the following week with my doctors.

My daughter was so apologetic about not being able to help me. I told her I understood. Then she told me that her future mother-in-law was suppose to make a certain dish for her party and needed me to cook all the hamburger meat with the seasonings and bring in a crock pot. Told my daughter not to worry I would handle everything. She told me she would pick up the cake and ice when she got off work on the way to the party. Her dad did help put some of the things in my van late that night.

The next morning, I got up very early and found Cody, my future son-in-law sitting on my front porch. Apparently, he was filling bad that everything got dumped on me to do and volunteered to come help me. My daughter dropped him off. He had worked till near 1 AM and I knew he was tired. I told him to lay down on the couch and sleep while I went to take a shower and start the hamburger meat to cook.

I was glad Cody was there to help me get all the rest of the things in my van and hold the crock pot from falling over. We arrived at the park building and proceeded to get the party decorated and tables arranged. Cody’s mom came and made quesodillas (not sure of the spelling). She had a neat machine that sealed the flour tortillas that had the seasoned meat, refried beans and cheese in them. She also made some with chicken in them.

Since my daughter was in Spanish class for 4 years with most of the same students, her theme for the party was Mexican. She and I had found great decorations, sombreros and a bull pinata. Some of her friends wore their class t-shirts that had a bull and espinal quatro el toro on them. They told me that it meant Spanish class 4 years, no bull. The pinata fit the theme perfectly. My daughter made a “Memory Table” of her baby picture, her childhood favorites, school art, band and color guard pictures, shirts and her graduation cap and gown. As I looked at her special table of memories that she had collected, I was surprised at some of the items that I had given her she still had.

A lot of friends came to her party even from out of town. They had a great time talking, playing with the pinata filled with candy and listening to music. I am pleased her party turned out so well. She was happy and hugging and thanking me.

By the time I got home, I was ready to get off my feet. I knew I had to take my blood sugar and my level would be high because I indulged in a piece of cake and most of the party foods were carbohydrates. My reading was 472. I immediately took a shot of Novolog of 10 units. My blood sugar levels have been constantly high lately and I think it is time to see my doctor.