Saturday, August 10, 2013

The Inexorable March of Time

I can not believe it's August 10.  Like the sands in the hour glass, so go the days of our lives;  too quickly!  We know we're leaving at the end of the month and going to Idaho for four days, we know we must be in South Dakota for driver's licenses prior to the end of September, but the rest is really not known.  I'm experiencing an extreme case of ennui when it comes to plotting a route, reading multiple reviews of RV parks, figuring out mileage, determining how much up down there is, which determines how far we can really go in one day and all of that.  Yes, I know, first world problems.
We continue to have summer.  It did rain last night, and may continue doing so, but all in all it's not been a typical gloomy GPNW season.  Here are a couple of flower shots for you.

I've been experiencing some pain in my left ear (the one with the perforated ear drum) so I went to an ENT to see what it was doing.  It's not doing anything, which is good.  It's puzzling.  The original surgeon refers to the hole as tiny, and tells me it was not there when I left the operating room and that it's not worth fixing.  A surgeon I saw in 2010 when I was thinking about trying a second surgery put in his notes that it's 20% of my ear drum.  Yesterday's ENT estimated it at 30 to 40% of the ear drum's surface.  One wonders if all of these guys are bad at math.  Given his perception of the size of the hole, he was fairly strong in his opinion that it needs to be closed.  This is what I hate about medicine.  I have insufficient and conflicting data and yet I am supposed to decide.  He then suggested I could have a hearing aid post drilled into my skull behind my ear to improve my hearing if I don't have the hole fixed.  That's one of the creepiest things I have heard of.  I've decided to do nothing.  People on my left will just have to talk louder.

Kim and Jim left the park today.  They are heading east and then south.  This is the downside to the RV, everybody leaves.  Eventually they come back, which is good.  We will miss them.

So this is my accounting of our days in the GPNW.  Twenty more days and there will be something new to see and photograph.


  1. It's funny, when we started RVing I thought I would be the travel planner because that's what I did a lot in my 'job'. But I felt the same ennui as you are now. Turns out Hans loves to figure it all out, so it's his job. He's the one who wants to know where he's going to stay well ahead of time, I'd rather wing it a bit.

    Metamorphosis Lisa

  2. Oh, the challenges we face with this life style...haha! But then last minute planning has always been part of the fun and frustration. We aren't much for making reservations ahead. You just never know what each area brings and what hidden gems you might find along the way. All part of why we love what we do.

    Enjoy your remaining time!