Jan 26 Day 17 overcast, sun
breaking through, nice & warm for sitting outside.
I wandered down to the rec. hall
where Les & Dorothy were seeing about the Hand & Foot game but it
wasn’t on, no one showed up. I came back
to the RV to help Sheila load laundry and get gear for water volleyball at noon. We had a good game, there were 9 a side so we
got lots of good rallies, and Sheila made some great shots. After we finished laundry we had a late nice
lunch at Freddy’s CafĂ©. We each had a grilled veggie sandwich that was
amazingly good. Finally at home, Sheila
went on the roof to clean off the solar panel & I refilled the generator
gas tank. I ran gen for 2 or 3 hours till we went to the Sat. eve dance. The
dance was advertised as a TOGA dance with music videos & special effects
lights. It was mostly fine but I
definitely did not like the way they did the music videos in that they ran one
into another with no pause or anything.
They played the videos on a large movie type screen but they were still
hard to decipher. All was going well
until Sheila got too enthusiastic dancing with a group of ladies to some
unknown, (to me), 60’s/70’s fast number about a guy called Rasputin. She was trying to follow the dancing figure
on the screen, (good ole Ras), and, in her own words: “suddenly felt a sharp
pain in my left knee and my left leg collapsed under me. I managed not to fall, (as that would have
been very embarrassing), by shifting my weight to my right leg and grabbing for
the front of the stage about 4 ft. away.”
She stood there for a few minutes until the pain mostly subsided, then
motioned for me to come over and rescue her, which I did by ‘slow-dancing her
off the floor. Fortunately by then the
music had changed to a slow shuffle so we weren’t too obvious. I had to go get the car to ferry her back to
the RV, (about the equivalent of a bit over a block’s walk uphill). Back at the RV she is icing it and resting. She thinks she may have re-strained it.
Oh no, Sheila! I thought you were supposed to give it 3 weeks to heal! Don't make me get Bren to get you a walker...
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