Well, we spent a good hunk of the day in doctors offices today without any really good resolution to Dick pain problem. The good thing is that we finally know what is wrong. The bad thing is that it seems that the cure is a knee replacement but they will not be able to consider it until his circulation problems are solved (Dr. Siddique) and we have that open sore on the bottom of his right foot healed for a year. Dr. Murphy prescribed a stronger pain killer and a wheel chair so that he can keep the pressure off of the knee. Exercise will not help this problem, so I guess I have to stop suggesting walks for a while at least. It took forever. We were at the clinic from 2:10 to 5PM, not counting the appointment with Dr. Sharon this morning.

Anyway, we are tired people. And I have to cancel the Quilting Day I was going to tomorrow. Bobbie said she would be glad to take Dick to the doctor but we have to call tomorrow to make the appointment with the specialist to help us heal the sore on the bottom of his foot. It may be that we don't even have an appointment tomorrow, but we have to be ready and now we are facing a whole new set of "truths". We also have a prescription for a wheel chair and I would like to see about that tomorrow.

On our travels, we were listening to PBS. They were interviewing a man who, with six other friends, rafted down the Mississippi. I really enjoyed that interview because it brought back memories that were fun.

When I still was out in California, in my previous life, we went out jeeping a lot. One of the places that we often went was near the Colorado River. One of the fun things that we enjoyed doing was floating down the river. We would gather up inner tubes, inflatable rafts, actually anything that floated and then pile as many people, adults and kids, into a couple of jeeps and drive a couple of miles up the river to an access point where the drivers would drop us off and go back to camp or out jeeping.

Then those who stayed would tie the whole mess of floatibale objects together, pile everybody on this odd mess of an "island" and push out into the river. We always floated an ice chest with beer and soda along with us and we would drift and sing and talk all the way back to our starting point. It was always hot at the "River" and was so cool and relaxing spending the day in the water that way.

So. Hope your Friday is a nice one.

Love

Mary