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Not Again!

Saturday, 8/23  

Thursday, John & I, were planning a long day, so we wanted a early start. We got up early and headed out about 7:30. We planned on having breakfast before driving north to see a few of the sights up near Spearfish, Lead & Deadwood. (SD)

We stopped at the Colonial House, which is nice restaurant a few miles down the road from us on SR 16 here in Rapid City. We were feeling fine and looking forward to a nice breakfast. We ordered and was chatting, waiting for our food.

About this time, I noticed that I had started to sweat, and I mean it was pouring off of me, I started to get nauseous, my guts started churning and I was beginning to think about heading to the ladies room,  I was feeling really bad. I laid my head back on the back of the booth, it was all about me now. John was getting very concerned.

Now our waitress brought our food to the table, of which I instantly pushed to the center of the table. For some reason, probably because she was busy trying to flirt with John, she didn’t notice that I was sick.  I hate her!  She walked off after aiming cheerful comments toward John. 

She left,  meanwhile, I sat up and immediately dropped my head onto the table, I groaned. I was beginning to hyperventilate, or rather, I realized that I was breathing very rapidly. My hands and feet were starting to tingle and I was having trouble thinking. I was trying to figure out what was wrong with me! I came up with the conclusion that I was dying of some sort of drug reactions. Since I suddenly couldn’t remember what I had taken in the last 24 hours. I had no clue which over-the-counter drugs I had taken that might be causing the problem. All I knew for sure was that I was probably dying.

Somewhere during this time, John had gotten up and left the table, he came back and told me that there was an emergency room just down the street.  I told him that he would have to help me up, as I was feeling very weak and didn’t know if I could stand up by myself. He helped me to my feet, at which time, I realized that I had to get to the ladies room and in a hurry. As I scurried away down the hall, I realized I didn’t need help walking, I was doing just fine, just don’t get in my way.  In the restroom, I was taking care of business,  every few minutes, John stuck his head in the door, asking if I was all right. Finally, two ladies came in and checked up on me. I was really embarrassed, the room smelt really bad. Even as sick as I was, I knew that.

Finally, we were on the way to the emergency room. When we pulled up to the emergency dock, two security guys came running over and brought a wheelchair, which I sort of fell into. John said they probably came over because of the look of panic and confusion on his face.

The hospital turned out to be a teaching hospital, questions and more questions, first from the nurses, then a student doctor, who was very close to getting her papers, or whatever they call it when they graduate to doctor. Well she said something like that.,  She had even more questions. Why wouldn’t they just let me die in peace!

God it was cold in there! I kept asking for more blankets, of which they were kind enough to bring and cover me with. Finally, I had so many on me that the radiologist ask if there was someone under that pile of blankets. Why wouldn’t they just let me die in peace!

Finally, the real thing appeared! A real doctor, he seemed to know everything that I had told the student doctor (that’s what her name badge called her). After starting a IV, (of which it took two nurses and three sticks), lots of blood drawn for tests for all kinds of things, X-rays, much prodding and pocking, the doctor came back and told me that my heart was fine. Hey, I hadn’t thought of that! 

His conclusion was that I had had a small bowel obstruction caused by a intestinal kink and that it had suddenly released, causing the above mentioned symptoms. He wrote orders, giving me IV fluids, some medication to calm my roaring insides. Finally, he released me to go home, with the instructions that if my symptoms came back I was to come back to the hospital immediately.

Needless to say, we didn’t get to complete our planned activities of the day. Oh well, life goes on. What is that saying about the plans of mice and men…….

Keeping count…….   So far since March 3, 08, I have had five trips to a ER. Count them…  two surgery’s,  two more hospital stays for Diveriticulitis and now this last event. I’m done, its your turn now to support the medical community!

For those of you who care deeply, I still do not need anyone to come and take care of me! If I did, it would be my beloved little sister, who so happens to be a very experienced RN. And I can beat her up!!!  (Yes, I planned it that way, so I would have a very knowledgeable person to take care of me in my very old age, probably sometime after I turn 110) and if I didn’t like what she was doing I could make her stop!!!

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Badlands of SD

Hi Ya all,

8/16 Saturday 

After seeing Wall Drug this morning, we went for a ride out in the Badlands of SD.  If you don’t know, it is just a short distance below Wall; Highway 240 cuts through it. 

These photos were taken in the late afternoon.  The sun was still pretty high.

Badlands of SD8.08 023 640x479 You can see 240 here as it snakes through the area. 

 

Badlands of SD8.08 032 640x479  Here you can just see the pink layers of sediment from the long ago seas.

 

Badlands of SD8.08 028 640x479  This a good example of the prairie grass.  There is suppose to be in the range of 1500 bison/buffalo living in the badlands; eating this grass; but we didn’t see any (not a one) here. 

I wished our granddaughters were here. I can just see the four yr old twins running through the grass, squealing and laughing, swinging their arms about, with the two teenagers chasing after them. 

 

Badlands of SD8.08 033 640x479  The clouds were beautiful drifting across the sky.

 

Badlands of SD8.08 024 640x479  This was photo was taken at one of the many overlooks that looked down into the areas where erosion was very dramatic.

 Badlands of SD8.08 025 640x479  A large cloud darkened the scene here.    

 

Badlands of SD8.08 032 640x479 It is really very beautiful here. My lack of skill didn’t do justice to the color of these statuesque formations.

There are suppose to be Prairie Dogs, Black-footed Ferrets (which recently have been reintroduced to the area), Bison, Swift Fox, Big Horn Sheep, & lots of different birds. We failed to see any of these critters.

Sunday & Monday we are staying at home and resting up. You all come back for more!

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Hello Sue, Rick    and all the rest of you out there

Monday 8/18/08  Boy! I am off to a good start today! I just finished putting a load of clothes in the washing machine, its located in the toilet area of this rig.  Anyway, I was pretreating one of John’s T-shirts and darn (that looks like dam, but it isn’t) – I realized that I was using room- deodorant to treat it with. I mentioned my treatment of his shirt to John and he wanted to know if I really thought he smelled that bad! Hee Hee – I ain’ telling!

As I said in my letter. yesterday , I will now tell you about the city of Wall and its drug store. If you kids and the rest of you are ever in this area, be sure to make a side trip to visit Wall, you will not be disappointed. We enjoyed it very much.

Sat. 8/16/08  We continued our journey west just as dawn was arriving or so it seemed; oh around, 9:00am on Saturday. I am having a terrible time adjusting to this changing in time zones. It should be easier going west, but it doesn’t seem to be, at least for me. My nights are all messed up. I have trouble getting to sleep,   it seems to early to go to bed and I keep waking up during the night.  I used to be such a night owl.

Sorry about drifting off again, now back to the trip. John drove the rig while I sat in my seat with the footrest up and my seat reclined.

I was doing my job of looking pretty; and keeping him on track! Its a good thing I was sitting there when suddenly I realized he was driving past the turn. All I could do was go ah ah ah,  as he was headed for parts unknown.  We had just taken a break and were looking for the west-bound entrance to get back onto I-90   I think his mind was drifting as he drove right by the turn. We had to make a detour to get back to it. Now can you imagine turning a 36′ coach with a vehicle towed behind it, around on a narrow street! Luckily we found a business establishment that had a large parking area, which sufficed nicely. We continued down the freeway for what seemed like miles and miles,  finally coming to the city of Wall. It is located just off of I-90 in the southwestern part of SD, just above the badlands. It is a tiny tourist spot.

We walked up & down the sidewalk, in and out of stores, and found that most of these buildings were all connected inside and were all part of Wall Drug Store. Sometimes, it was very crowded, we were bumping shoulder to shoulder with people up and down both sides of the little main road. I loved every bit of it.

I took lots of pictures. 

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It is a huge place with lots of souvenir stuff and clothing of all sorts, lots of fun stuff to look at and touch. Lots of pretend people, and animals everywhere.

We walked out the back door of one of the shops and found another part of the store, called Wall Drugs Back Yard. This part was even more fun!

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We went inside and about fainted when this creature roared at us, towering high over our heads. After watching it a bit, we found that it would sit up there in the jungle turning its head, its eyes followed our movements and then steam would blow out and it would let out this loud earth shaking roar. It was so fun, John had to drag me away, I wanted to watch it scare the people coming in.Wall Drug Store08.08 001 640x479 Wall Drug Store08.08 003 640x479

There is a large cafe where they give away lots of ice water. You just walk up to the counter and ask for it. They will even fill up your water jugs for traveling. The story goes that ice water is what made the drug store such a hopping place.

Upon entering the cafe, we noticed these people sitting in a corner. The guy in green has a gun drawn and aimed at one of the group. I think he  is one of the famous gunslinger of old times.

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This was the theme of most of the store, but with different items for sale in the different sections of the store.

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We had such a fun time strolling around and looking at everything. We could have spent a lot more time here, but alas I got tired, and my butt was a dragging!

Keep tuned for our excursion through the Badlands of SD!

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A Rambling Letter

Dear Susan.

(the rest of you are welcome to read on) 

So you want me to write my masterpieces like I use to write letters to your Aunt and Grandma. I don’t know if I can get “that” going again; but I will try. By “that” I mean a long rambling funny, sometimes sad/happy narrative type of letter – Sometimes the whole truth has been tweeked and sometimes I can hear you say:”that’s not how that happened”. Well, you just live with it. Now you all let me know what you think of this style of writing.

While, we were at the Winnebago RV Plant, I met a long lost Sister that I didn’t know that I had! She must be my sister, we got along so well, we had so much fun picking on each other. We laughed and laughed and picked on anyone that came close. Lots of our group – we called our group the Repair Rally – kept asking if we knew each other before arriving there. I miss my new Sister. And darn I didn’t even get a picture of her! But I have her address and phone number.

Well, after five long days, at the Winnebago RV Plant, in Iowa, we finally got all of our repairs to the RV completed. The long dented gouge to the side of the coach has been returned to pristine newness; an amazing job they did! The awning motor has been replaced and whatever else needed doing was done.

So bright and early (I think it was still dark out) on Friday morning we hit the road a running. We were very happy to get out of there. The spirit of wanderlust was pressing hard on our souls. I was shutting the coach door as our tires squealed when we roared out onto the highway.  Anyone that got in our way, must have slammed on their brakes when they seen our blue streak go by!

Later in the day, we pulled into Family-lee-Fun RV Park, just west of Mitchell, SD.  I waited in the rig while your dad checked into the park. We belong to the PassPort RV Club, they provide RV sites for 1/2 the original price to stay at a RV Park that has signed up with them. Well, when your dad came back out, steam was coming out of his ears! He said that the guy in the office was having a hissy fit – a big one.  When your dad ask him why his (the owner’s) price didn’t agree with the PassPort Price, the guy went off on him. I was so relieved when I found out that your dad didn’t beat the bloody hell out of the proprietor right then and there. I would have! You know I would have! But your dad being the nice guy that he is, took it all in stride! Pooh, now what fun is that!

Well, this has grown into a long letter, so I will save my story about Wall Drug Store for the next time. Stay Tuned.

    

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We left Indiana on Thursday morning, stopping for two nights along the way. Traveling is hard on my abdomen as the mesh that was inserted under my herniated area tends to rub and makes me irritable after a bit. So we took it easy and took our time stopping early in the day. We arrived here at the Winnebago Factory yesterday (Saturday).

We are having a little owie repaired; a recalled taken care of  and get some other minor things done. They have a little park on the property  next to the service complex set aside for a few RVs to hook up to electricity; so we can run everything. It is very nice of them to provide such accommodations. Of course we have to supply our own water, which is no problem. Olenberg, Indiana08 033 200x149 Olenberg, Indiana08 012 200x149  Olenberg, Indiana08 013 200x149 This is the passenger side near the back of the coach, by the rear tire.  If you look close you can see the beginning of the gouge just to the left of the tire and running almost to the right edge of the picture. The shot on the bottom right is a blow up of the area just to the right of the tire. See the red paint.

What happen you ask! Well as we were turning into one of the RV park entrances John noticed that a couple of vehicles were trying to leave the park, so like the nice guy he is he pulled to over further to the right, not realizing that he had just made contact with a red steel rail (in a heavy rig like this things like running into trees and such things can’t be felt) well someone started tooting their horn and so out we get to see what the commotion was about and low and behold, a fight between a RV’s fiber glass side and a steel guard rail – guess who won. Not a mark on the guard rail, maybe a little paint, but it wasn’t noticeable. The insurance company’s check states the repair will cost $3200 to repaired it.

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Here I sit in front of my computer; waiting for something to come to mind to write about. Well I will just ramble on and maybe it will be interesting.

This is a medium sized computer, the box about six inches square and has a length of about ten inches.  Its called a Shuttle. My wonderful son-in-law (Shaun) built it for me. I have a 17″ monitor. The main problem with it is that it doesn’t have a large enough fan in it and it gets hot way to quickly. The computer sits/lays on the floor beside me and the monitor sits on a pull out shelf that pulls up and drops down in a horizontal position when its not being used. This arrangement is set up next to a large window right behind my passenger seat near the front of the coach.  When we travel we move the monitor to the bedroom closet and the rest sits where it is. The satellite  modem and router sit behind me next to the kitchen sink/cabinet area on a stack of two of those large white plastic drawers, the ones with three drawers in each. These hold my office type supplies. The satellite gives us DirecTv reception and access to the world wide web!  Oh, and the printer/scanner sits at my feet under the table top.

Maybe I should take a picture to show you! Ok got the picture, now to upload it to the computer and then into this program. Olenberg, Indiana08 011 200x149 Well it isn’t the best of pictures, but you get the idea.

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Metamora, Indiana

Yesterday, we wondered across a small village in the south east of Indiana. We spent several hours wondering the streets and shops along the canal walkways. This is an amazingly fun place to wonder on a weekend after noon. There were lots of shopkeepers and visitors to chat with; smiles were the rule of the day. 

It sounds like a village from a fairy tale. In actuality is was purchased from Native Americans in 1809 and in eventually was registered as “Duck Creek Crossing”. Later in 1838 it was renamed “Metamora”; from the play “Metamora: Last of the Wampanoags.” 

There are these very old homes, and other establishments, ie a bank, post-office, etc that have been turned into shopping displays of all sorts of odds and ends of a era long gone bye. Just look for a flag which will tell you that the building is open for business.  Sorry but I didn’t get a good picture of the village shops.

  Metamora, Indiana08 011 200x149 Village of Metamora

One of the attractions is a canal full of water that was used to convey produce & other freight by horse drawn barges. There are small narrow roads on both sides of the canal for vehicles, along with a rail line. The canal locks were used as a source of hydraulic power to operate a grist mill that can be explored today. 

Water wheel for hydraulic powerMetamora, Indiana08 007 200x149

Barge being pulled by horses

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Come see Metamora, bring a picnic and eat in the little park that has a hop-scotch game on the walk way waiting for the young at heart.

Take SR 52 to the quaint village and enjoy yourself.

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Its Been a Long Time

Wow, I see that it has been a very long time since I last blogged! Since that time, we have traveled from SC to Florida to SC then worked our way up here to Batesville, Indiana where we are staying for 10 days in Indian Lakes RV Park. This park is a member of Thousand Trails RV Park, which is nation wide system. 

I have had a few medical challenges, was hospitalized in March 08, for emergency surgery – a internal hernia, that caused a small bowel blockage, I just about lost my small intestine, and my life along with it, then in July,  new abdominal pain revealed two new hernias along my surgical scar, which needed to have a mesh screen inserted to strengthen my abdominal wall.  After each of these hospitalizations, I had a bout with Diveriticulitis,  due to the side affects of Narcotics on the digestive track. Thank God, I believe I am truly on the mend and feel much better now.

Now that I am feeling better, I will try to keep up on my blogging.  There must still be a soul or two that checks my blog from time to time.

Bye until next time.

 

 

 

The Best of Times

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