It's about time.

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Wednesday, October 28, 2026

Forgotten Friends and Busy Days.

Our Location today is Windsor, Ontario.

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This blogging every few days is wearing me down and testing my recall abilities. When writing every day, things are fresh in my mind, even if it sounds overly dramatic at times.

This past Monday the 26th was Municipal Elections in the province of Ontario, but considering the cooler mornings we have been having, we decided to wait past lunch to do that. Our daughter Karen showed up just as we were getting ready to go, knowing that Kathy would make the walk if she were with her. We walked down the Ganatchio Trail until we reached the Park with No-Name, where the Pedestrian Crosswalk, helped us to safely cross Riverside Drive. The Polling Station was inside the Windsor Yacht Club and since the sailing season is coming to an end, it was the perfect place to be. There may have been a Dozen people ahead of us, but Ten Minutes later we had cast our ballots.

As we were leaving, there in the middle of the line that formed after we had gone in, was Kris, my teaching partner, who I had not seen since retiring, Seventeen Years ago. Kris and his wife had attended our wedding. As we headed for the door, Kathy just shook her head. As we exited the building, there was Wayne a friend from the Canadian Blood Services, wondering what happen to my Arm/Shoulder. Kathy asked if I could go anywhere that nobody knew me.

Karen had also brought over Shepherd's Pie for supper so took the time to make a Salad to go with it. It was an early night due to early morning appointments starting at Dark-O-Thirty.

Kathy was not impressed when the alarm went off Tuesday morning. We took the time to have our breakfast snack without Coffee before heading out.

Arriving at Windsor Regional Hospital Metropolitan Campus, minutes after 7:00, the closest we could park was the far end of the lot. After going through Admitting, we basically wondered through the entire basement of the building to get to the Fracture Clinic. Finally, we were called in minutes after my appointed time. Once the Steri Strips and Stitches were removed it wasn’t long before the Surgeon broke down the time frame of my recovery and extending it by a Week.

Heading back towards the entrance, when who should we run into for the second time in Eighteen Hours, Kris. Can you tell we are both retired?

We drove over to Paul’s Diner where we had eaten Breakfast before. I suggested to Kathy that we skip the Potatoes so we would not waddle out. She still had Home Fries that she took home, but they added Pancakes to my order with Canadian Maple Syrup as a topper.

Since we arrived at our Family Doctor’s Office nearly an Hour early, Lisa, had us in within Five Minutes. George, listened closely to our concerns and adjusted Kathy’s medications dramatically.

Ahead of schedule, we dropped our Prescriptions off at Health First Pharmacy, before going to the Zehr’s grocery store. We needed a few necessities and one was Facial Tissues while the other was Laundry Detergent. We hate how the stores continually move things around, but in the process of walking those aisles, we walked by someone that looked familiar to me. We both went around a shelf from the opposite ends. As we met near the middle, I shocked Ed when I greeted him by name. He and his wife also attended our wedding Twenty-Five Years ago. We have all aged and but we still look the same. Kathy could not believe that we started talking as if it was only yesterday.

Wendy’s was our lunch stop. With all our Coupons now expired we lucked out with their newly displayed Special. We still waddled our way back to the Car.

We were tired enough to get to Bed early yesterday. It was my Cell Phone that was ringing in the Livingroom that woke us up this morning, and it was a good thing. It was another breakfast snack, before we headed out the door.

We arrived at Advanced Rehabilitation Center (ARC) with time to spare, but since I have been there so many times, I was brought right in. The final exercise actually caused considerable Pain. They did extra icing.

We again had Wendy’s for lunch before getting our Mail at Guardian Storage, then collecting our medications at Health First Pharmacy.

Karen called with plans to take Kathy out tomorrow.

We shared a Store-Bought Thin-Crust Medium Chicken Pizza for supper with a small dish of Frozen Yogurt for dessert.

Tonight’s Blog is still being brought to you by my Left Index Finger. Tomorrow is another day.

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It’s about time.


Krackers

Words of Inspiration

You can waste your lives drawing lines.

Or you can live your life crossing them.

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