When last I wrote, I mentioned that otters were nowhere to be found, but like most things, their presence is unpredictable. One thing I have learned to date is that if they are to be seen, it will be in the morning with the worst lighting for a photograph, at least pointed East. Nevertheless, I'm still trying. Perhaps it will be fun to see if I ever do get an excellent shot? Then again, maybe not.
Where was Bruce you might be wondering? Still in Canada, as he was until late Friday afternoon.
That coiled rope thing became a plant trivet of sorts because I decided I didn't like it so much after all.
Then the phone rang. The orders had been found, could I bring her in? Nope.
Next morning, bright and early I did take her to ORMC which is beginning to look like a hotel it is so big.
The admission process went great, they wheeled her to a room and in walked the nurse who turned out to be just the ticket, in part because she is a Boone High School graduate, like Maureen and Bruce, and Matt, and Bill and David and Jonathan. Me, I went there for tenth grade and then our family moved to Melbourne. Anyway, she was so kind and friendly. Plus, she let me take her photograph. Doesn't she just exude kindness?
On my way out, I saw this on the front lawn, some sort of rescue class.
Because I knew Maureen was in good hands, I came home to see Bruce AND wait on my new washer and dryer.
People have asked how we like living in Lake Pineloch and I can tell you that we like it more every day. Ellie, a new neighbor held a party to celebrate the "Corn Moon." Not familiar with that term? Neither were we, but the party was fun despite not know what we were celebrating.
Maureen is in good spirits with the next step being that she spend some time in a rehab facility to improve her walking. After that, well, it is unpredictable. One step at a time.
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