And The Beat Goes On

We drove Wednesday from Topsail State Park at Santa Rosa Beach to Bushnell between Ocala and Tampa. We stayed in a Passport America park and it was okay for a stopover. We had missed most of Fay's rain; she was going up the east coast as we were moving down the west coast.

Thursday we made our way into Port Charlotte and stayed at the Riverside RV Park just a few miles from my Dad. After we set up and cleaned up we went over for a visit. Eventually we brought he and Edna back to the RV for them to see it and then went to dinner. The first place we stopped, the Navigator, had live music and was just too loud for a 6:00 pm dinner. We had a drink and moved on to a different restaurant. It was on the estuary of the Peace River and very nice.



The next day we went back over and my sister Laurie and her husband Spence came over after work for what Grandpa called "a pizza party." We had a great visit and were sorry when it was time to say goodbye. It was late when we got home.

Soon after, Ted started complaining about his leg. What he described made me think of sciatica. I started him on anti-inflammatory medicine and hot and cold compresses. The next day when he went to gas up the truck before we hooked up just about did him in. He was in a great deal of pain. We prepared to leave because he was okay sitting and driving.

We stopped at two rest areas on the trip over and just the short walk from the truck to the RV sent Ted's leg into a tailspin. By the time we arrived in Kissimmee at Tropical Palms, I asked for help setting up. That evening I took Ted to Celebration Hospital because my remedy just wasn't getting any results. He said on a scale of 1 to 10 the pain was a 10.

We were taken in right away and they started with relaxants, anti-inflammatory drugs and pain medication. They finally tried morphine and steroid shots. Ted said the pain went down to 4 unless he tried to walk on it and then it went back to a 7. They sent us home with Vicodent with ibuprofin and a muscle relaxant.

Ted slept well Saturday night and Sunday we just hung out doing the hot/cold compresses and taking the prescribed medicine. Around 5 o'clock he drove us to the Polynesian on Disney property (just a few miles). He stopped at the front so he could sit on a bench and I parked the truck. Kara had obtained a wheelchair for the duration of their visit and Allen met us.

Allen pushed Ted to the pool where we were able to visit and see the kids. Then we went to a restaurant in the hotel for dinner. They are so disappointed we can't go to the parks with them but Ted doesn't want to be pushed around all day. Our next time to see them is dinner at Park Fare at the Grand Floridian. When Morgan saw Cinderella at Magic Kingdom today she told her we were coming for dinner Tuesday and she would see her then. (Cinderella is one of the characters present at the Park Fare dinners.)



Ted was able to drive us back home and is resting comfortably in his recliner. We will stay the whole 9 days we intended to be here to give Ted the opportunity to heal. I'll call Dr. Shedden's office on Monday and talk to his staff and hopefully make an appointment for him to evaluate what is going on when we get home.

All I can say is that we haven't had a dull moment this summer. I'm ready for some "same old, same old" soon.