Trailer is repaired...

Ok, when I wrote the post yesterday, the thought that weed police might somehow refer to wacky tobacky never even occurred to me...  And we don't live in a gated community either...  We live on an ordinary city street, in an ordinary neighborhood of families of every nature...

But this big housing development does have a homeowners association to keep the common grounds up and what ever else they do for over $100 a month from each of us.... But they do have some form of enforcement if you step too far out of line.....  Just let me put up a 60 foot tower with a ham radio antenna on it, and I will hear from them in a heartbeat.

I waited well past noon for the call from the trailer repair place.......   No call forthcoming... What to do.....?  I decided to go and deal with them face to face....

Seems that I got lucky again...  The axle spindle was not damaged, but they had a dickens of a time getting the heated outside bearing off of the shaft...   This is just like commenter Tom suggested in his comment of a couple of days ago...  Evidently the hub was damaged as well, either in the process of getting the outer race off of the axle or from running so long without bearings..  But a lot of torch heating and pounding was required....  I don't have a torch here, and after about so long, frustration would have set in on my part as well...  So it turns out best that I simply hired this work done...

It was over $200 for parts and labor, but at $85 an hour, that seems fair in the big city....  They even took the other side apart and re packed it with grease as well...  The trailer is now back in storage with a very greasy wheel to atest to the experience...  Degreaser and a power washer will be in order when it gets back here to the house...

Speaking of a power washer, I went to Home Depot and purchased their cheapest power washer...  $99...  The birds have roosted on our wrought iron dining set in the patio during the summer...  They have Pooed all over it and the concrete patio...  The black table is mostly bird poo white...  And using a broom and the hose was ineffective...

So I spent much of the late afternoon power washing the back patio and table and chairs...  I would wash things up and let them dry for a while, only to find out it still turned white with poo again as it dried..  The sun finally went down, so perhaps tomorrow I will be back at it again.... But it is much cleaner tonight than it was before I started...

I will also use this washer to clean the outside of the motorhome when I get it back over here in the next few days....  The trip out here covered the front with bugs, and the rain coming out of Albuquerque on Friday made the entire rig a sloppy mess...

Not much else to report from here...

Retired Rod

Weed Police

After writing last nights blog, my neighbor came over and knocked on the door offering to help me return the motorhome to storage...  Since it is in front of his house too, I do feel that he wanted it gone from out front as well.

So we chased each other over to the storage lot about ten  miles away... He has a new camero with a big engine, so I got to ride home in a a very legitimate muscle car..  With its 6.2 liter V8, it just rolled as easy as pie...  I wonder how fast that fellow will go......

Anyway this morning I drove over to the trailer repair place in Apache Junction, where they agreed to take in my axle repair but they had no way to come and get the trailer...  Citing insurance problems, they wanted me to cripple the thing on over there.... in his words......

I had no choice, without a truck or any way to pull it besides the Arizona car, I hitched it up and stayed under 25 mph..  I used the cruise control to stay at the slow speed so I wouldn't get the urge to go faster...  The back wheel wobbled back and forth from side to side scaring me to death but I made it.....

They were to call me back when they found out something....  I didn't receive a call yet today...  Maybe they couldn't get to it today..  I didn't call them back either, perhaps scared of the outcome..

Mid morning, the landscapers that work for our home management company that looks after our place while we are in the Midwest arrived to clean up the weeds and trim all the trees and bushes... There were two of these fellows and they worked for over two hours...

They did more work in that time than I would have accomplished in all of the next week...!  Plus they had a trailer and hauled away all of the clippings...  This will cost me when the bill comes, but it will be worth it not to have all of this clean up hanging over me..

I can now concentrate on replacing the bushes that didn't make it over the summer...  And that would be several that I purchased and replanted last spring..  Desert plantings can be really hit and miss...

So both the Motorhome and the trailer are gone from in front of the house and the weed patrol will be happy that the place is cleaned up...

And yes, the home owners association does have inspectors that will contact you if your place isn't kept free of unwanted weeds.... I gathered from talking with the main landscaper fellow, that I was very near that point in June when he first came to our house....  We, the neighbors and I, laughingly call them the weed police....

Retired Rod

Lucky !

Yesterday I dropped the back ramp door on the utility trailer and unloaded the motorcycle..  I was concerned about the storage lot and whether I remembered the code to get into the lot....

I rode directly there and recorded the phone number from the sign on the gate ino my cell phone...  I couldn't find the number on the internet..  Absolutely no recognition of the business anywhere.. They have only been in business for a little over a year but still no listing..

And I did check out what I thought the code was on the combo lock..  Nope!!  So I gave up and rode back to Wal Mart for some swiffer pads and some new shorts....

I never did get back to the storage lot like I had planned, as the interior house work trumped the outside things....   Dirt from the summer dust storms cannot be kept out no matter how tight things are closed up..

This morning though I was determined to go put that trailer away...  So I unhitched it from the motorhome thinking I would use the car to move it...    That was when I walked around to the driver's side of the trailer.... and looked in disbelief..  The bearings from that wheel are completely gone and the hub is riding directly on the axle spindle....

It wasn't that way when I was at McDonalds in Holbrook... So somewhere as I was driving up over the mountain on Friday, the wheel got hot and the bearings self destroyed... It remains to be seen if the axle spindle isn't also wrecked...   And perhaps the entire axle in the process...

The cost of this repair will exceed the price of the trailer....  Decisions....

So the motorhome is still in front of the house as the trailer place is closed on Sunday..  And I was lucky that the wheel didn't come completely off of the trailer as I was coming down the mountain on 6 % grades...  Always seems like something gives out on these long mileage trips...

Retired Rod

On into Mesa

As you would expect, when I was withing driving distance of the home in Mesa, it was pedal to the metal and off to the races..  But of course with me doing all of the inside and outside duties, it took about 4 hours from the time I woke up until I was off.

That was about 10 AM, so I was way behind Al, who I am sure was gone before 6...  With the heavy rig and the trailer on its back side, I stay at about 65 mph or less.

It was a heavy day for me as I was driving, because October 25 is Loyce's birthday, and I kept tearing up as I thought about her..

It was after noon when I was driving around Gallup.  I was hoping for a parking place to get some fast food...  But the traffic on exit 20 was overwhelming...  Short of just stopping in the middle of a street with the 4 ways on like I was stalled, I was lucky to just go around the block and get back on the highway...  I did get honked at a couple of times and one guy in a Jeep had to give me a single digit hand sign...

At exit 16 there are truck stops, and I filled up with diesel.  But no fast foods..... so I just gave up and drove on to Holbrook...  There the Mc Donalds has truck parking...  By now it was 2 PM.

Its about 3 and a half hours from there on to the Mesa house...  My watch said 3 PM but Arizona is an hour earlier....  Aw what the heck.... Go for it!!!

So after dealing with the traffic over the mountain at Heber and on into Payson, it still seemed like forever coming that last 80 miles into the South side of Mesa....    And then once parked and into the house, it took until midnight to carry load after load of stuff...

During the loading, I had to explain Loyce's passing to the neighbors on our North which devastated them as well...  That's hard on me as well, as you have to go thru it again...

I fell asleep in the chair around midnight...  As an aside, it was hard to find the sheets and blankets for the bed...  She had stored them inside a plastic storage bag inside the big storage closet...  There are numerous shelves in this closet, and they are full of bags of pillows and towels and everything that she was keeping cleaner in our absence...

Without her to guide me, I have to go thru everything and determine what each item must be used for...  She would never let me help much in these matters as I didn't do stuff like she would have...  So that just makes me more at a loss...

Retired Rod

Pictures are worth lots of words....

So once I was back from the urgent care, and sitting outside with Biscuit, I popped off this picture with the point and shoot...  See the truck going by out on the interstate...  Its just like they are driving thru your bedroom around here..

We have ourselves a 74 degree afternoon with some whispy clouds, but that may mean worse weather is on its way...

But on to the visit to the Urgent Care...  You would have thought I was checking in for a weeks hospital stay as they recorded all of my information...  And then I had nurse ratchet that had to know everything about anything that had ever happened in my medical life...  She was critical that I had arrived by motor cycle and thought that I should have all of my medical information in my wallet for the EMTs when they come to scrape me off of the highway....  I really wasn't looking for a lecture..

And no way was she removing any bandage from my shoulder, a Doctor had to do it...  So I sat there waiting for the doc...  Had I known it would be such a procedure to get this looked at, I would have removed the thing myself...

But then this light and airy Doctor popped in and wanted to know about my bike.. And then he asked about the doc that did the procedure in Kansas, as I explained he was a full professor for the University...

He removed the big band aid and the packing while I was talking, looking it over and opening a new dressing..  Before I knew what had happened, he had applied the patch over the wound and told me I was good to go..

During the explanation he said that MRSA is really common now days and that they rarely culture for it any more...  They just treat everything like that's what they are dealing with...  He asked about the antibiotics that I had been on and seemed to agree with the Kansas Dr's choice..So I'm good to go... No more packing and no more visits unless it gives me trouble..

While I was taking the above picture and trying to get it uploaded onto the computer, I had a visitor come to my door...  It was Kelly from the Bayfield Bunch... After following each other's blogs for years, it was just like meeting an old friend..  Al got the rig parked and he and Phoebes were right behind... They had been at the camping world across the street..

Of course he took a lot of pictures, but my camera was completely disassembled and the memory card was in the computer...  Which was downloading some new update and wouldn't work for a couple of hours..  So I guess the pictures will have to come from Al....  Nothing different about that...LOL

The park ranger lady that parks the rigs when they come in immediately spotted their new class C and came over bust me about having unregistered visitors..  And then she jumped on Al's dog because she wasn't tied up....  Mind you she wasn't a foot from Kelly's side...  I did have Biscuit on a lead, but that is because she would be in the next county otherwise..

So our visit was over almost before it began....  But as usual, blogger friends are true blue friends, even when you haven't met face to face yet.....  They plan on Boondocking over at the route 66 casino and will make it on into Congress tomorrow....  Biscuit and Phoebes were instant friends as well....

I did get a tour of their new class C and its a real keeper..  Its very nicely appointed..  And once they get it set up with solar, they will be right back to hiding in the desert.... LOL  That is when they aren't relaxing at that new to them house in Congress...

Retired Rod

Allegro Rod?

I was up before the sun this morning, but then we are way on the West side of the Central time zone and it was well after 7 before it was fairly light out...  Of course that was remedied within an hour of leaving Dalhart..

Once across the New Mexico state line, you are in Mountain time and back your watch up an hour..  So that will make sunrise more 6 o'clockish...   I drove to Tucucumcari, and filled up with Diesel at the cheaper Nm prices...  $3.78...   

I stopped for lunch at a McDonalds in Santa Rosa, where there is a big truck parking lot next to the restaurant...  It helps to know these things from previous trips... But the parking lot is dirty from people casting out their trash...

And since I need to find a urgent care to get my little surgery bandage changed, I decided to stop in Albuquerque.. The American RV park is right along the side of the interstate and as noisy as all heck..

But then it is very convenient because it is right beside the interstate...  Last night it was the trains that run past the front of the RV park...  I will run the AC blower along with the heater which will cover some of the truck noise...

I took two nights here as that will lessen the urgency of completing the bandage change in order to get back on the road...  It matters not when I arrive in Arizona....

I feel kind of like Tioga George....  Let's see, Allegro Rod........?  I can talk to Biscuit, but she doesn't answer back much.....  Oh, she got a bath this morning before we left Texas...  She really wasn't expecting that....  Not sure she has ever had a bath in the shower floor of the motorhome...

If I changed my name to Allegro Rod, what would happen if I traded motorhomes..... Nah..... better just stay......

Retired Rod

Ready, Set, Go!

I've been loading things down to the dining room floor by the front door of the house for the last several days... Things that needed to go into the RV for Arizona....  I had quite a pile...  Not like going camping... Much more stuff...

Then on Monday morning, I went over and traded the car for the motorhome...  So the carrying of stuff began in earnest... That was interrupted however, because I needed to drive downtown again to go to the hospital and get the cyst surgery repacked with its gauze stuff...

I can go three days between these packings..   Ready....... Set...... Go!  You got three days...

Much later in the afternoon, son Ben came by and we went to retrieve the car from the storage lot...  And with his help most of the pile in the dining room was now in the coach...  Not put away mind you, just piled up.. On the bed and the sofa...

Cold stuff was tossed into the warm fridge...  Remember, ready set go!  I hugged Ben and locked the house door...  6 PM... Almost dark now...

I drove out to the I 35 highway and turned South....  That turns into a toll road once you get to Emporia.....   And I am pulling the utility trailer with the motorcycle in it so that counts as an extra axle....

We had a favorite park in Wichita called Air Capitol RV, and I made it there about 11pm...  I drove in and took a spot just like I had reservations...  Dropped the jacks and put out the slides and commenced to put stuff in closets and cupboards....  No one came by to ask who I was or if I planned to pay....  There weren't any lights in the camphosts 5ver..  I assumed they went back to sleep...

This morning, when I went in to pay, the lady said her husband knew instantly by the way I circled the perimeter and drove right to the correct sites for my sized rig, that I was a repeat customer... And since I had parked right across the street from the office, I probably wouldn't run out..

You can bet they had my license tag number just in case.......  LOL

And it is quite expensive by Kansas standards, as it was $47 after the 10 % good sam discount..  But I had 50 amp electric and used the dreaded electric heater all night...  Still I couldn't use that much juice in days... But it is well lit and all concrete and relatively safe..  Wichita has a lot of older parts of town, and this is marginally near one of them...

Today, I drove most of the day across Kansas...  Stopping in Pratt at the Wal Mart as my cupboards were really bare..  Then at a roadside park later in the afternoon for lunch...  Its all two lane blue roads, but in places they have been improved to 4 lanes...

Took on some fuel in Guymon, Oklahoma... A part of no man's land..  The pan handle of Oklahoma was originally Texas, before they couldn't have it any more..  Its North of 36 degrees and 30 minutes which was declared as free states... Texas was Southern and Slave... Actually no one wanted that strip of land...  Its interesting to study..  Oklahoma was told it was theirs..

So tonight, Tuesday, I have stopped at the Corral RV park in Dalhart, Tx..  $22.50  FHU with cable tv...  Gravel parking lot with overhead wiring...  A few small trees, just enough to block the satellite..  I learned that the last time, when I didn't pay the extra for cable tv...

So day one of the three day race on my wound packing is in the books...  If I get to a bigger town, I'll need to look for a urgent care somewhere...  Or yank it out by myself and declare it good...

Retired Rod

Sunday Update

I'm sitting here wondering what to post, that isn't sounding forlorn or blue...  The medical front continues, as I was at the hospital on Friday again...

They repacked the incision on my back and I about jumped over the table...  The bad news is that I have to go back on Monday to get it done again...  Not sure they will release me to go to Arizona.....   But I might leave anyway and see if I can find some kind of medical facility to help me along the way...

Yesterday was fairly much a football day and a baseball day in the evening...  Ya I know, its a total waste of time...

Today so far it has been mow the yard and do laundry...  I'm not very domestic so these chores are just that.... Chores...

Its been too cold to go out on the Motorcycle, but today we are to have a brief afternoon of warmer Southern air....   Maybe 70...  Perhaps that is an opportunity...

I went over to the storage lot and brought home the utility trailer...  I thought I would load the bike into it since riding seems to be off the schedule...

I will take it with me to Arizona when I go...   I will always have the Burgman scooter back here should really nice days come about...

So no other news from here...

Retired Rod

Fear, Worry, Joy

My friend Sandie Dixon wrote a revealing blog about going to the hospital to see if your cancer is still gone.....  Fear, Anxiety, Worry, Amazement, Relief, Joy...

That was my day at the Hospital again today..  A CAT  scan with all of its big jugs of iodine solution..  Drink up !!  Then lay on the table and ride thru the machine..   Breathe........  Now hold your breath.......

Then you wait in the tiny exam room for the Doctors to read the scan...  Now completely alone with your scary thoughts..  The first time I've had to face this alone...

Well when they had me almost in tears with anxiety, they came in and said I was clean..

Oh, on the spider bite front, its not a spider bite any more..   Its MRSA the flesh eating bacteria...  Yesterday I had the in office lancing..  They then packed the wound with a packing...  It drained all day yesterday...

The packing needs changed again tomorrow....  It takes about 45 minutes to get to the hospital ... each way..  I will have been there three out of the last five days..

Retired Rod

Weston, Mo antique tourist trap...

I returned from the weekend camping trip and it took about 3 hours to move stuff back out of the RV into the house...  Not that I had that much stuff, but it had to be packed in from the street as I can't pull the rig into the driveway...  Its too short and very sloped uphill.

Then I begged the neighbor to follow me over to the storage lot with one of my cars to go put it away...  It was after dark when we got back home...

Today we went on the Romeo Ride with my son Ben...  He has the kids back in school, so I can duck out better...  The ride was to Weston, Mo...  This is a river town North of KC almost to St Joe..  A really old town with wineries and a distillery...

The main street is mostly antiques and gift shops in very old store fronts...  Over 100 years old for most of the places... There are bed and breakfasts along the side streets as well...

It was barely 50 degrees when we left, so I stayed on the city streets as far as I dared before finally getting on the I 435 beltway...  We crossed the Missouri river North of the speedway and then got off onto a blue road along the river bank.

It was about 54 when we pulled into Weston at 10:30..  A lot of the guys were already there...   Romeo Web site for pictures Here

On the way back we crossed over into Kansas riding thru Leavenworth and Bonner Springs, where we stopped at a McDonalds to get warm again as we usually do...

We were back home by 3 PM so Ben could go get the grand kids from school...

Another really nice sunny day, but somewhat cool for a cycle ride at 70 mph..

Retired Rod

Hillsdale Lake Camping..

I just googled this park and it is 24 miles down here from my home in Overland Park...  And of course the main road has to be closed for bridge work...

That is much shorter than most of our motorcycle rides....  But this is perhaps the closest Kansas State Park to our home...

In Kansas they have a state park fee, which is a daily usage fee just to drive on the property...  You can buy a state park permit with your license plate for an annual...  But I never know which of my vehicles to purchase it with...

I might go state park camping once a year, and it seems that we never use the same car...  But with Loyce gone now, I will perhaps go more with the kids in the future..  She wasn't as keen about the state parks because they didn't have full hookups and the toilets are mostly vault style..

When I paid the fee last night, I had to pay the day use fee for the motorhome for over 65 at $2.75 a day which is normally $4.50.  And that didn't seem prohibitive, until you realize that they tack on another $3 for the concessionaire...

And then the camping was a separate purchase for water and 30 amp electric..  That was $16.50 a night, and if there was a concessionaire fee, it must have been embedded..   The camp host had a small wooden shack that he had all of this electronic equipment in to go online and record these transactions..  But he could take credit cards.........!

So we are camped for two nights of the weekend on a grassy sight along this lake.. That you might be able to see if you walk to the far end of the grounds..

The lake itself is a army corps of engineer project, but Kansas has and runs the camping..  Some of the COE projects here in this state have both state and federal campgrounds.  But there is only a state park here..

Of course that is good right now as we are in the federal shut down.  I would assume that those parks are shuttered now.

But the good part of being here is the fact that they let you wash on your camper without further fees.  So my son Ben and I were attacking the front of this motorhome with a brush and a big bucket of soapy water...

The sun was drying out the suds before we could even rinse it off, so we only did the bugs on the front, but they had been on there since we were in Michigan in July...

I rationalized that driving to Arizona would put me in rain somewhere before got to the destination...  Maybe I can get the coach professionally washed down there once I arrive...

It is rather cool here, just barely making 70 degrees with a wind out of the North.  Couldn't ever get away from the sweatshirt once you were out of the sun... But that's camping in the fall..

Retired Rod

My job.....

Living day by day....  My friend Al got his headlights fixed at the dealership, but just barely...   They couldn't get them to go out, like we did....   You know how a child won't act up when its at the repair shop...

They had other work so they concentrated on a new tire and an oil change for his bike hoping that the headlights would fail...  And as they were ready to give up, out they went....  All of the dash had to come apart and a wiring connection behind the electric switch was to blame....

I took the motorhome over to the Freightliner shop here in Olathe, to get its yearly service completed...  They change the oil and all the expensive filters..
17 quarts of oil is more than I can handle when it comes all at once when the plug is removed..... $300..

Without Loyce, I have to rely on my sons to follow me in the car when delivering the coach and picking it up...   They live several miles from me, so that gets to be a big logistics problem...

Now we are attempting to go camping this weekend, so this will be the first time for me to go thru all the stuff that Loyce took care of...  Solo camping will be a big pain until I get it down...  There are no more pink and blue jobs.... they are all my job...!

Retired Rod

I forgot to answer Penny about Biscuit riding....  She has ridden at slow speeds on the big scooter down to the dogie park in campgrounds...  But she freaks out at higher speeds..  Would need to have a kennel that would contain her...  Even then that would need to be strapped in with industrial fasteners....  LOL

Romeos to Waverly, Mo..

I participated in today's Romeo Ride to Waverly, Mo...  This town is clear over in the center of Missouri on Highway 65...

We left the McDonalds here by my house at 8:30 taking a round about path that led us out of town to the Southeast even though the town of Waverly is Northeast of KC...

I guess we were just enjoying the travel on the motorcycles on US 50..  But once about 50 miles away we turned North on Mo 131 and made our way on a more direct route..   US 24 crosses Missouri from KC to Hannibal and crosses US 65 directly in the center of the state...

Waverly is called the Apple capital of the state and there are several orchards with stores out along the highways in the area...  We went to the Apple Bar Be Cue there in town, which had a special breakfast cook in for the day, along with their normal lunch fair...   We arrived about 10:30 and did order breakfast items...

Some of the other fellows ordered luncheon items which included burnt ends on Texas Toast  sandwiches along with dinner plate sized tenderloins...

We left about noon, and decided to pass on the apple stands, however many of the riders did go, and there are pictures galore of the restaurant and the apple stores on the Romeo web site....   Here

We rode back along the Missouri River thru Lexington, where we have an enjoyable country road along the water....  But it was during this portion of the ride, that I noticed that my friend Al's headlights had gone out yet again...  This is in spite of our attempts at servicing the problem over the last week...

A quick decision was made to return to our repair facility in Independence, Mo and let the pro's have a go at it...   We rode directly there....

Some cursory wiggling and probing didn't turn up any reason for the intermittent loss of function..  So we were forced to leave his bike at the shop...  Suddenly we were two riders with only one motorcycle...

The Goldwing is up to that task, but as a rider, I usually try to stay away from riding two up...  But since we were trapped into this one, I just sucked it up and rode us home...  It was mostly interstate, and the bike does fine at fast speeds with two riders...  Its balancing at stop lights and such that requires advanced skills...

So it was an opportunity for me to work on my riding skills and we made it thru the experience without incidence..

Tonight has been mostly watching baseball while talking with one of my good friends from Des Moines on Skype....  Without these friends, I would be lost....

Retired Rod

Nice messages from everyone...

My heavens, thank you all for being so concerned about me....  I am still snake bit here, but I think I have turned the corner on the massive pain.. Now it is more discomfort pain...  Until the middle of the night, when it starts hurting for real..

I have never been bitten by a spider before that I can remember, and this thing is still swollen and hot...  I have used the special antibiotic ointment, but not as much as I probably should...

Anyway this weekend was mostly watching football with my younger son on Saturday, where the Hawkeyes lost to Michigan State...  Boo...  And then on Sunday the Kansas City Chiefs won again which makes them 5 and 0...  Much better than they have been for a lot of years....

I was invited over to my motorcycle friend Al's home to eat with he and his wife and another couple...   They have turned into a real God send for helping me cope...

And on Friday night an old neighbor from Iowa came by and kept me busy for a couple of hours...  So I haven't been all alone...  And that is a large positive..

Biscuit has been over at Ben's house for most of the weekend with her three grand children...  They cart her all over and wear her out, which is a good thing for her...

That's about it from here...

Retired Rod

Medical Central

I have been under the weather so to speak...  Something went wrong in by back last Friday night at a picnic birthday party for Ema..  I got a big hand full of puss out of my back...

By Saturday the thing was swollen up and painful..   On Monday I thought I was dying...  I just forced my way onto the Doctor's schedule..  They gave me some antibiotics and sent me home...  Cyst...  

I was back at them on Thursday...  As the pain was unbearable...  They had several folks look at it, at KU Med... Professors, where they think I was bitten by a spider of some sort..  They changed all the meds again for Friday.. Its still horribly swollen...

So tonight I am wondering if I can lie down enough to go to bed...  Tylenol and a naproxin finally put me to sleep last night at three AM...

Biscuit seems to understand that I am sick too, as she has laid on me every moment.....

I did manage to go over to my son Chris' home a couple of afternoons while he assembled a floating wood floor in his foyer office...  I kind of sorted the pieces of wood and put glue in the grooves, while riding his office chair..  But that kept him seated on the floor rather than getting up and down for each piece...

So its been medical central around here...  But you know it must be serious when the Doc wants you to call her every day...   Not her nurse, her!  People do sometimes go into shock from these things...  But that would have happened last weekend..  She just determined that I was now living alone..

Retired Rod