Well, you just never know from one day to the next where I'll be or what I'll be doing.
On Feb. 4th, just one week ago, Rick finished his last claim in Idaho. Tuesday he started for home. Wednesday he was deployed again, this time to Arkansas. Thursday evening he made it home to Amarillo. I again poked all my "essentials" in paper sacks and hauled them back out to the fifth wheel in preparation to hit the road Friday morning.
We got off to a rough start. The stabilizing jacks stopped working as we were getting ready to leave. After cranking them up by hand we headed out. As all you full timers know, there is at least one time in your traveling life that you have taken off with the steps of your RV hanging out. This was one of those times.
There are a couple of wagon wheels at the entrance to our driveway. You guessed it. As we pulled out of the drive, we hung the steps on one of the wheels and bent them up a bit, partially breaking off the bottom step. In his too zealous efforts to straighten the steps enough to fold them up, Rick cut his finger. It was deep and obviously needed stitches. So...
We stopped by the Urgent Care Center on our way out of town. About five hours, six stitches, and -229 dollars later we were on the road again. (Somehow the medical facility has lost touch with the idea of "Urgent.") The place was full of people with colds, flu, and upper respiratory infections. So...
We arrived in Benton, Arkansas Saturday (in six weeks Rick put about 7000 miles on our truck) and now we both are sick with a cold, or the flu, or a respiratory infection (or all of the above if that is possible). Yesterday I wasn't sure I was going to make it, but today I feel a little better. Rick is just starting with the aching and coughing today.
So far, Rick has been assigned only 11 claims. If he doesn't get any more, we will be finished up here by the end of the week. You know the old saying, "win a few lose a few." This trip looks like the latter. We would like to be reassigned from here, but aren't getting our hopes up. I'll keep you posted.
But for now, I'll take some multi-symptom cold and flu medication and call it a night.
3 comments:
HHHMMMM!!!!!! Who says only full timers have that kind of luck. I seem to recall a camping trip that should never have taken place when Thomas was about a year old. OH the memories we have of that trip, from all the water leaks, to flat tires to running out of gas, to losing all the tranmission fluid in the truck, not once, but twice. But really hope Rick's finger is doing well. How fun to be ill in an RV. Hope you get to feeling better really soon. Have a safe trip home.
*silence* All I can say is "WOW." It sounds like you have been run through the wringer! I'll be praying for you both as you wrestle sickness and the lack of claims....
Do you remember where you stayed in Benton, AR? Just curious...not many places to stay there.
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