My eye appointment was at 10am. I was expecting good news but got NONE. The doctor had seen no improvement and now added ANOTHER type of
compounded antibiotic to my arsenal of drops, and – he took MORE cultures –
digging down deeper than the others had. I felt the pressure and the strange feeling as he took what felt
like a steak knife to my fragile eye.
No, it didn’t hurt – till the numbing agent wore off - then it hurt for
3 days! I was so frustrated. It’s been a month now since it has all
started and this eye problem has taken over everything that we do – or now
can’t do. The truck is getting lots of
miles put on his new tires but our bikes and our walking shoes are not!
After the doctors appointment and the stop at the pharmacy,
we ended up down by the harbor in downtown Ft Myers. We’re checking off another item from our “to do” list. The day was bright, there was a steady
breeze and as always a glare on the wide Caloosahatchee River but I kept my
head down and the eye closed and covered as we strolled along the waterfront
past the collection of moored boats on one side and the manicured park and
benches on the other. We watched as a
large Sport Fisherman craft cruised slowly under the bridge to Cape Coral –
looking like it just barely missed the underside of the bridge with his tall
antennae and outriggers. As the light
blue boat passed us, heading for the harbor, the wake behind it spread out
wider and wider as it went. By the time
we reached the docks where it was secured, the gas pumps were already chugging
gallons of diesel into its tank. We got
some ice cream and sat watching as TWO pumps kept up a steady clicking as the
dollars and gallons rose! When we finally
left, the pumps were registering at well over $700 and $900 each, at $3.49 a
gallon. Inside the marina, the young
lady in charge said it was going to take 4000 gallons by the time it was
done! Cha Ching$$$$
On another day trip we found the Flamingo Flea Market in
Bonita Springs, which turned out to be a dud.
Bonita Springs Beach Rd led us out onto the southern end of the string
of barrier islands and we drove north towards the Ft Myers Beach/ Times Square
area where we normally take the trolley ride. A storm had been predicted for
the afternoon and the winds and clouds had all ready arrived in front of the
thunder and rain so the traffic and the amount of pedestrians was minimal! Once over the causeway bridge we made a
series of left turns to drive back UNDER the bridge to park in the shadow of
that same tall bridge that we had just come over. Did I get you dizzy with all those turns?? The seafood restaurant –
Another road trip took us up thru Punta Gorda, over the wide
Peace River, thru Port Charlotte and headed west to Englewood to see if we
could find Emily and Ron’s new little winter home there. I had been calling her and kept getting a
busy. We finally found their tiny home;
their Ohio State colored golf cart and the red Corvette – also covered with
Ohio State – but no one was home! We
drove thru the close quartered park model “village” and found a garage sale to
stop at. As H pulled off the left side
of the road he stuck his head out the window and YELLED: “Get out of the road Lady!” I turned my head just in time to see Emily
walking on the edge of the road toward us – going to the same garage sale! I couldn’t get out of the truck fast enough
and gave her a big “one eyed” hug! We
visited as we went thru the sale and I told her I had been calling her – then
found out I had been calling her old number!
DUH! We visited with her and Ron
for a few minutes and finally got to meet their sweet fluffy dainty little
white puppy – “Missy”
H has fixed our last breakfast at WP Franklin,
our “goodbyes” have been said and the “train” is packed to move on. Our next stay is 9 miles east of Labelle in
the Ortona Lock and Dam Campground,
