A journal of events and circumstances in my life, knowing they are all interwoven and always work together for good.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Faugust
No..that's not a typo, it's just what we call August in the San Juans. It's fog that causes the "early" ferry to leave 25 minutes late and causes the return ferry to depart an hour and 10 minutes late. In the fog it creeps along so as not to collide with all the crazy pleasure boats out there who may not be using their radar. So my doctor appointment at 9:10 in Anacortes turned out to be a 9:35 appointment but that was only because I was positioned on the ferry in the lower middle section, middle row toward the front...the most coveted position for any car and only possible because I took the "tiny" Subaru. Sometimes they squeeze us little folks in the middle row between the big semis...it's a real high when they give you the go ahead to park there as you are first off the ferry. So got to my appointment and the surgeon is not terribly pleased with the degree of flexion in my wrist so wants me to be fitted with a brace that will force my hand to flex...apparently I can adjust the flexion myself so he says it's not a torture device...funny, I hadn't thought of that at all until he mentioned it. So that means I get to take another trip off island in the near future during the height of tourist season. But hey, we love those tourists...we even know some of them! :-)
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