Temporary Parole

Casa Grande, Arizona

The Warden granted me temporary parole.  I guess I need to tell you a little bit about Warden Bill's behavior.  He guards me too closely.  I know I'm still not allowed to put any weight on my shattered heel, but he's constantly wanting to do everything for me.  I start to get up off the couch for a drink of water, and he jumps up and gets it for me.  He's been doing some things that he doesn't think I realize what he's doing.  One example is when I'm on the couch and I park the knee scooter against the couch so I can get up when I want too, he scoots it over in front of him and props his legs on it.  Another example would be the bathtub.  I've managed a way to get into the bathtub by getting in on one leg, hopping to turn the other way and then lowering myself using the side of the tub.  It's not a pretty sight, but I manage to do it. We did put some of that perforated plastic shelf lining that many RVers use to keep me from slipping in the tub.  Did you know that stuff floats?  It's perfect to keep the bad leg from touching the tub.   He's in control of putting the water in.  Then he removes my knee cart until I call him for help in getting out of the tub.  

I found a way to get even.  As soon as he's done running the vacuum, I find a reason to go into every room and leave my wheel tracks in the freshly vacuumed carpet.  It looks like train tracks everywhere.  Do you think he'll extent my sentence?  I see the doctor on Monday so I'm hoping I'll be able to at least put my leg down.

Jim Dixon had called the other day to say he talked with the manufacturer of our generator.  Some had recalls and he wanted to make sure ours wasn't on the list.  He was going to come down to our place, but since Escapees Chapter 45 was having their luncheon today, we left early and I visited with Sandie while Jim determined we had water in our gasoline.  

Bill said he never saw Jim's boat uncovered so he had to take a photo of it.

I won't say Sandie has spoiled Jim, but how many men do you know that have two boats.  One for winter fishing and one for summer fishing.

One thing I forgot was to ask Jim what a "pistol lip gripper" is.  It was in the Bass Pro advertisement and if anyone knows anything about fishing Jim does.  No one that read the previous blog had an answer.  

We thought we had plenty of time, but as usual when we get together, time flies.  It was time for the luncheon to start, so we said we'd come back later.

I think I heard someone say there were 58 members present, but I think a few forgot to sign the guest register.  I grabbed an end where I could keep my foot elevated.  It took over an hour to get our food, but gave us time to talk with Gene and Shirley who were already finished with there meal.  

Polly Folger gave a report on her findings for the upcoming rally in October. 

I have to say with this many members attending a luncheon, there are only a few who will be attending the Escapade.  I can't believe it will be that close, and more members don't attend.   

We made a quick trip to Costco and saw Paula and Omar again.  It seems we see them often there.  

It was a long day by the time we returned home, but a fun beautiful day.  I'm counting the hours until next week when I go back to the doctor.  Hopefully, I can return this knee cart to Bob Moritz soon.  

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