Canton's First Monday was a barn burner. Record crowds and sales all four days. Sandy worked an average of twelve hours a day except for Sunday. She helped the people she worked for in tearing down and packing out their three booths of market stuff. She didn't get back to the motorhome until 2:30am Monday morning. One tired lady she was when we got up around 7am for our return to base in Lone Star.
My surgery on the 20th still has me doing very little. I'm able to walk a little more. This morning when Sandy changed out my bandage she noticed there was a color change in my drainage. She called the VA and after some discussion it was decided we need to make another trip over to VA for my surgeon to look at my belly.
Naturally I was a little upset but off we go arriving a little after noon. We didn't have a long wait as the doctor saw me right away. It was decided I had no infection but he wanted to make that area a little larger for better drainage.
Sandy will have to do some packing of the wound and they want to see me again in a week. I might add here before seeing the doctor my blood pressure was borderline of being too low and during the procedure I felt a little faint. Never saw so much hustling and commotion in my life. Finally came out of it and was allowed to head back home around 3pm.
This is what faced us on our return trip. Lots of heavy rain, lighting with thunder bangers and high winds. A little scary but we certainly are thankful for getting just under an inch at Lone Star.
Until next time. . . .MtnAire Travlers.