Tuesday, September 24, 2013
In my last post I talked in general about the bombing Memorial and our lunch at a well-known and highly recommended restaurant. Today I'm going to give some specifics and I know that some will say or think that I am a religious fanatic or a holy roller, but believe there is a God in heaven and there is Satan and evil that oppose anything good here on earth. He tried to steal our joy, but it did not work!
First of all we had planned on going to OKC Monday or Tuesday. The weather outlook was not in our favor, so we decided to shoot for Thursday. Once again last-minute changes, but Friday morning we loaded up with the many essentials that I have to travel with. We were still in the driveway when my pacer battery alarm went off. Normally the first warning gives you six hours until the second warning and after the second warning 2-4 hours before it runs out and quits. (Meaning no stimulation to my diaphragm). We always carry a second pacer with a new battery and a spare battery in my backpack. Therefore we weren't too concerned about the alarm.
We met with Rubena (family friend) and went to the restaurant. Cheri's mother was staying the weekend with her.
You have seen the ADA ramp, actually it was not a problem for me. We were seated and had a super nice waitress take care of us. We all ordered and the food arrived quickly. Cheri and I were anxious to get to the museum, so we skipped the coconut cream pie,
however Cheri's mother decided that she needed to try it. To make a long story short, she had a bout with food poisoning for about six hours. I'm so glad we skipped dessert.
Once we arrived at the museum, we unloaded the essentials and stored the extra pacer in a secure spot. The inside of the Memorial starts on the third floor and you navigate down through the second floor. There are many hours worth of exhibits. We went through the third floor, took the elevator to the second floor and my pacer alarm went off. No big deal, we've got several hours to view the rest of the Memorial before getting to the van and changing it out for the new pacer. 10 minutes later the alarm sounded. We stopped at a spot where Cheri could sit down and just change out the battery with the spare. Spare was changed and immediately the alarm went off…battery dead. I'm able to breathe on my own for a few minutes, so battery changes are not a big deal. She put the old battery back in and headed for the van.
Once we were at the van Cheri discovered that she did not have the keys. Fortunately we always have a spare key on the van for just such emergencies. We surmised that when she was changing out the batteries on the second floor that the car keys were misplaced on the bench. We did get in the van, started it up and replaced the entire pacer with the spare. Once she retrieved the spare pacer, the keys were laying near it. PTL
I'm sure I left out a few details, but throughout this whole ordeal neither Cheri or I lost our cool and allowed Satan to steal the joy of each moment. The only drawback is at some time we will need to return to finish our tour.
Much Love, Dennis