Thursday, June 8, 2023

Summertime Blues

My sister Wendy


 It was a quiet off-season for ye olde camper. I didn't have any major repairs to do and most of the puttering work was completed in the fall. There's always a few things to try to improve on and I continue to do that from time to time; little things that sort of bug me.

For example, there's the door, which is a sing-down version that is stowed by being clamped to the ceiling when the pop-up is folded up. It's not a particularly good design and what happens is all the jostling on the drive to the campground shakes the thing off  and it rides on top of the front bunk mattress.

Then, if you're not paying attention and noticed the door came down, you pull the front bunk out and ...rippppp.... the sharp edges tear into the sheets and mattress.

Sure, I can always -- and do -- make a special note for people to check before pulling the front bunk out. And I've taken to putting the throw rug and a piece of foam on the mattress before closing up, but I'd really like to figure out is a way to keep it from falling in the first place. And I haven't yet. Let me know if you've seen some clever method of doing this.

Meanwhile, there are changes afoot in the plan for this summer.  I'm closing the rental period in mid-August instead of October.

My sister, Wendy, who lives in Vermont, has leukemia and has been undergoing blood transfusions on a regular basis. She's scheduled for a bone marrow transplant in mid-summer at the Dana Farber Cancer Institute in Boston. The odds aren't particularly in her favor, but the transplant surgeon won't go ahead unless there is someone to take care of her 24/7 for months afterward.

And so, I'm moving to Boston for three months to be that person. The camper is rented through August 16. When it returns, I'll spend the night cleaning it and then pack it up and roll it back into the hangar, and start the drive to Boston the next morning.

Your good thoughts for Wendy are apreciated.

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