What a Week

 

Initially we planned to get the Flying Scotsman into the garage for the repair work that was started in the winter but never finished. So we packed her up and headed the five miles to the Hitch House on Monday the 11th and logged it in for the slide roller, the shower pan, the bedroom seals, and now the busted awning.

 

Here's the navigator as we unload Bandit (if you look close you can see his tiny face in the carrier) and prepare to get all of us to our respective hotels. We figured it would take two nights for our repair friends to sort it out and do the proper diagnosis.

 

And it worked out pretty well. We had two nice nights at the Monte Carlo Inn in Barrie with some great meals and hospitality and the best Roman spa in town ... ha. The weather was pretty rough though. Tuesday night we had 40 mph winds coupled with torrential rain and 50 degrees so the fireplace in the room stayed lit. It has been the coolest, rainiest summer in a long time.

So on Wednesday in spite of the weather we retrieved Bandit (couldn't ask how his stay was), picked up the bus and brought it back to the KOA to get hooked up.

Smooth process as always but tiring and the RV repair guys promised to work up the repair order and get it to the insurance company so we can chat next week, eh.

OK. Everything done, nice but busy break with the rv ... everything over but to relax .... WRONG!

On Thursday morning we popped over to see Dad at the Waterford just to chat and see how he was doing. We arrived to find that he was having some potentially serious upper GI problems and the nurse at the home said get him to the ER NOW. Jeez.

So at 10am we packed him up and some belongings and headed to the hospital. We checked into the ER and here is Jo-Anne patiently, no pun intended, waiting for pop to have another in a long series of tests, x-rays, analysis, doctors, and other personnel poking at his poor tired body.

About 10 hours later he was admitted and we finally got him to his room. It's always the hospital decision to see if it is necessary to admit or let you go home and in this case more tests were needed to find the causes of the discomfort.

So he remained that night and had a scope test on Friday and by late Friday was given the all clear to be released on Saturday. Super. Relief for all.

Below is the shot as we got the retired Major Martin prepared to leave on Saturday morning.

By noon today we got him back to his home and we got back to our home ... after a nice pause in the continuing rain for a relaxing lunch at Appleby's ...

Yes, What A Week!