Kiwa Creek

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

19C sunny, Wow what a difference.

Into Victoria yesterday, celebrated our 25th anniversary with a chicken burger at McDonalds!
We played badly last night and lost a game we should have won.


Sleep was elusive for only a few minutes.

Alicia was awakened by Bob trying to get out of the far side of the bed.
“What are you doing, where are you…?”
Bob cut her off, “Gotta go. I need the can.”
Alicia started to make a sharp retort then realizing that what had to be had to be said,  “Just wait I’ll get it for you.”
She got up found the can and passed it across the bed, “Me too I guess, I’ll be right back.”
She slipped on her boots and went out through the door.
When she got back she found Bob standing up the can in one hand and the other clutching the headstead.
“Don’t be silly.” She cried. “I can take care of that. Here give it to me.”
Bob passed over the can and carefully sat down on the bed. “Thanks, I thought maybe I could make it to the door but I’m too stiff.”
“Well layback and roll over and I’ll have a look at the hole and redress it.”
Bob did as he was told. Alicia washed her hands then pulled down the top of his shorts and slowly removed the bandage.
Pleased with what she saw she said, “Good it has good color and a scab has started to form.” She fetched the bowl of boric acid water and washed all around the wound, waited until it had air dried then painted around the outside with more iodine. She put a light gauze bandage over it and taped the bandage in place. “There.” She said, “That should be good until tonight, now how about some breakfast?”
“Uh yeah, I guess but I got another problem,” Bob replied.
“What?”
“Uh I need to go out side to, to well you know.”
Alicia stared at him, “I don’t see how that will work. Can’t you use the can?”
“No, absolutely not.” Was the forceful answer, then, “Perhaps if I leaned on you you could help me get there.”
Alicia cocked her head, thought for a moment then said, “Okay lets give it a try.”
Twenty minutes later, Bob, his face pale, stood in front of the ‘johnson bar’ and said “Okay, I can manage now.”

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