Well, I am back from the island and all went well with the arm. My bad sister was uncomfortingly sweet to me. Kind of scary. I mean we were civil and I actually had no real issues while there. I drove past the area of my assault during the road days, I felt nothing, absolutely nothing when going past. Very strange, I think I may have overprepared mentally thus repressing any real emotion. My best buddy Colleen died. I cannot picture not having her in my life, that is just shattering to me. Her favorite expression was "thats fu&*in lovely". I am selfish and relieved that I did not see her number on my caller ID, I was so scared she may have tried to reach out and we were not there. But she didn't.