We are still in Bishop, CA but the part has arrived and they are busy working on the fix and test. We were supposed to be at the Camping World in Valencia / Newhall / Santa Clarita / Stevenson Ranch for some annual maintenance work; which had previously been scheduled in the Portland, OR area. So, we had to call them and reschedule for Monday/Tuesday next week; hopefully that will work.
Ruthi’s sore throat continues to bother her so she’ called the local “Call a Ride” to be transported to a local family health clinic to get checked for strep. Good news is that it isn’t strep and she lost 10 pounds on the “Sore Throat” diet. Bad news is she just needs to wait out the virus. Easier said than done – her throat feels like cut glass is at the back and very painful!
After the clinic, Ruthi bought some liquid Sudafed and Iubprofen at the pharmacy next door for easier medicine taking. Then she waited on the clinic front steps for the "Call a Ride" to pick her up and return her to the RV park. While she was waiting, an elderly gentleman pulled into the clinic parking lot and got out of his car. He shuffled ever so slowly up the sidewalk, in what looked like painful inch by painful inch movements. When he finally reached the clinic door it was locked. Ruthi apologized for not letting him know sooner that only the receptionist was in the office as everyone else had gone out to lunch right after her appointment.
The receptionist came to the door and let the gentlemen in find out what he needed. When he came out he asked Ruthi if she was waiting for a ride and offered to take her to the RV park. Ruthi had seen multiple "Call a Ride" vans go by without stopping, so she took him up on his offer. Then she joined him in the slow slow walk back to his car. If any of you have ever walked with Ruthi, you know she has more of a run gait instead of a walk as her normal pace.
Finally they got to the car and were putting on their seat belts, when the gentleman let her know that he was a serial killer but this was his day off. ruthi looked at him and said in as much seriousness as possible: "I may not run as fast as I used to but I can surely out run you!"
