04-04-2017, 01:58 PM
Well today was ride down to visit John day. It was a rough day. John is not doing well. From my understanding he was resuscitated several times Fri night into Saturday morning, and has acquired an infection of some sort that affects the organs. Still John was awake today for the most part. Not alert, but awake. We spoke motorcycles a bit, turns out he bought a Harley Fatboy about 3 years ago. He asked me why some motorcycles had belts and others chains and which was better. He is so weak, and it was hard for him to get the question out, and I'm not sure my answer made any sense to him, but the communication whether understood or not was apparently important to both of us.
When he fell asleep I left and rode home..straight home. No therapy ride. It's hard to enjoy the ride when you are so worried about someone. For dinner tonight, I made myself one of my favorite meals, Skyline Chili, a local favorite. Comfort food. I wanted to feel better. After dinner I rolled out the CB and rode " the Loop" ( a 40ish mile loop of curvy roads including My Road" ) and I attacked it. This wasn't a leisure ride. I wanted to take my frustration out on something, and I took it out on the curves. I rode well, it required concentration, and made me forget about John's condition for awhile.
I will be at the same hospital Thursday for the birth of my 5 th grandchild, and will probably stop in to see John again. I have this horrible feeling that there won't be many more opportunities to visit.
When he fell asleep I left and rode home..straight home. No therapy ride. It's hard to enjoy the ride when you are so worried about someone. For dinner tonight, I made myself one of my favorite meals, Skyline Chili, a local favorite. Comfort food. I wanted to feel better. After dinner I rolled out the CB and rode " the Loop" ( a 40ish mile loop of curvy roads including My Road" ) and I attacked it. This wasn't a leisure ride. I wanted to take my frustration out on something, and I took it out on the curves. I rode well, it required concentration, and made me forget about John's condition for awhile.
I will be at the same hospital Thursday for the birth of my 5 th grandchild, and will probably stop in to see John again. I have this horrible feeling that there won't be many more opportunities to visit.