So What Do We Know About Plans?

Well, we know:

                Life is what happens while you are making other plans.

                RVers’ plans are carved in Jell-O.

                If you want to hear God laugh, make your own plans.

So what does that say about us? 

We had planned a spring and summer trip from mid-April into mid-October, six months of fun. The first big event was a series of things in Carson City area in May: meet our newly-born great grandson; grandson Sam’s 18^th birthday; Mothers’ Day; my 75^th birthday; Sam’s graduation from high school. All pretty important events. Oh, yeah, we had also scheduled a hot air balloon ride in Phoenix in April and a visit to my brother in Prescott, AZ.

The day before we were to leave, Suzy learned the hard way that she had Atrial Fibrillation (A-Fib). Her heart started racing and didn't stop; eventually she passed out and fell to the floor, cracking her head on wall and furniture. EMT visit, ambulance to the ER, CAT Scan on the back of her head where the goose egg was standing out. No trauma to the head, thank God. Too bad they didn't X-Ray her neck.

We rested up two weeks before leaving, thereby missing the hot air balloon ride and the visit to my brother. By the time we arrived in Carson City, Sam had already had his birthday. And by this time, Suzy’s neck was beginning to bother her.

But we met Great Grandson Mason shortly after arriving at our RV park,

we enjoyed Mothers’ Day,

got to watch older Great Grandson Darren get his orange belt in Karate for Kids,

had son-in-law Shawn's specialty, a delicious prime rib roast for my birthday,

and rejoiced with Sam and his Mom and Dad on his graduation.

We headed into Oregon for a projected four month roundabout. We had a beautiful site at Jumpoff Joe Waterfall RV Resort near Grants Pass;

a visit with one of Suzy’s old workmates from Transamerica days;

nearly three weeks at the most beautiful RV park we have ever seen, Casey’s Riverside RV Resort, right on the banks of the Middle Fork of the Willamette River.

During that time we met up with Russ and Donna, who had recommended the park to us,

and Loree of Luci and Loree.

But all this time, Suzy’s neck was getting more and more painful, to the point that she was in tears many evenings. A visit to an Urgent Care Center in Eugene brought us a diagnosis of an avulsion fracture of a cervical vertebra. Painful. Physical therapy was prescribed, and we managed three visits with a therapist. The therapy helped a lot, but was over because our PLANS called for us to move on. We knew we could not get consistent, continuous care moving around the state, and made the sad decision to scuttle the rest of our trip and go home.

The one thing we could not cancel was this week just south of Crater Lake National Park. Money had been paid, and it was actually on the way home anyway. What a beautiful little park it is!

We’ll enjoy our five days here, with visits to Crater Lake and some other attractions nearby, then head south again, into some areas new to us, into Carson City again, and then the weary road from Carson City back home.

We’ll see you now and again along this less than happy section of … Our Life on Wheels.