What a week!

I began to get sick last week. Saturday I felt terrible. I was taking and anti-biotic, tylenol and ibuprofin to manage fever, and living on cough drops.

Each day passing showed absolutely no improvement. I had thought about going to the doctor on Monday but instead I dealt with a forklift issue. Tuesday I didn't do a whole lot.

Wednesday I got a call and the forklift that just went to Coyonosa had a hydraulic issue. Oil escaping through a relief valve, mast leaking down. I called my dealer checking on parts and availability. He didn't have the needed parts on the shelf and while he began chasing them I began driving westward. I arrived at Roscoe and stopped in at Memama and Pepa's. Pepa was alarmed at my cough and congestion and called Christy to get me in at the doctor.

A short while later I had received a big shot in my fat asthma and had a 'script for a z-pak and cough syrup. Instructions were to go home and stay in.

My forklift man called me and told me the parts I needed were in Ontario, California. We wouldn't have them in until Thursday morning. I asked my man to figure what it would cost me for him to go from Midland to Coyonosa and to do the repair.

I didn't hear from him the rest of Wednesday, and my Dad has always told me if you have to ask for price you probably can't afford it!

Thursday morning early I left fairly early headed west. Against doctor's orders.

I picked up my service trailer in Roscoe and drove to Midland where I picked up parts from a UPS drop, then drove on. (By the way my forklift man told me two and a half hours @ 90/hr plus drive time, plus mileage, plus parts. Or in the neighborhood of $400).

I made the trek and did the repair in about one hour and ten minutes, actual working time. Am I good or what? Took the machine and tested it, and checked out another possible issue as well. Finally I loaded my tools, said my goodbyes to Gail and her staff and I headed east!

493 miles.

But the dust and cool air did not do me any good. So I am going back to the doctor today and will let them give me a shot on the other side of the great divide of my fat asthma! I figure with the weekend and all and since they had told me I was on the verge of pneumonia, an ounce of prevention is worth . . . . . a pain in the butt!

I have not heard from Jason's truck driver who has been using the forklift so I will say that is good news.

I sure was looking forward to staying in today!

I believe Fall officially arrived last night!

Have a day!

FATHER, I pray for you healing. I pray that the equipment woes will come to an end. I pray for safe and profitable work. To YOU be the glory!