sharleenstuartRoad tripping to Gainesville: Day 1
You are probably asking …”Why Gainesville?”. Simple – my daughter lives there. She is a graduate biding time, waiting to leave for the Peace Corps. In December, Amy had an accident where she fractured the bone in her upper jaw. Six weeks later, she was now ready to have her bone graft to repair the damage. For me, if my baby is having surgery, that’s exactly where I want to be.
Wednesday morning we headed off the the surgical rooms. Amy was so ready for this to happen. My thought was that during the 2 hours that she was having surgery I would wander around on campus taking photo’s. Well the surgical police had a different agenda for me. Here is there chair where you will wait for 2 hours while she has her surgery…..ah no thank you. But she was very insistent.
So I mumbled something about taking my jacket and coffee cup to the car and I would be back shortly….Yay freedom.
Here is just a few photo’s from the walk to and from my car….my very slow walk. Winter is in full force in Gainesville. The colors are beautiful. They air is dry and dusty. My sinuses were already killing me….
“What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.”
~ John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America
Amy’s surgery went well. In fact she felt fine, probably the meds at work. But we took it easy for the rest of the day. Hung out and watched movies.
Tomorrow is another day and Xeno is up for surgery. Xeno in case you are wondering, is Amy’s pet rat.
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