My wife has been working with at risk youth in Key West long enough that she keeps meeting them all over the place. This encounter at a light on the Boulevard got big grins all round.
On his way to his job, four years out of trouble and still working at the same job. My wife counted that as a success and cheered up her afternoon.
There are ugly pictures to come so we can look now at the furry head of my dog enjoying the water bowl at Salute restaurant.I caught this happy picture of flags fluttering in the breeze over the mothballed coastguard cutter at the Truman Waterfront.And these happy campers enjoying a waterfront vacation in the old officer's quarters at Shipyard Condos.This is where the ugliness began. Our day on the water at Looe Key saw me enjoying a fair bit of snorkeling with an occasional dive just a little below the surface.A nice boat ride home with the feeling that water was getting trapped in my ear. Slightly annoying. The feeling got worse at home until I lost all hearing in my right ear. It was a moment of panic when i realized i was completely deaf on my right side. I called out sick at work and my wife stuffed me into the car. I am not a fan of the excessive wait in the Emergency Room at Lower Keys on Stock island so my wife took me to Fisherman's in Marathon, a smaller much easier to deal with place. They hustled me in and sat me on a bed. The doctor came by and looked in my ear. My panicked look must just have egged her on. "My God!" she uttered, startled, looking in my ear with a scope. "It's a giant black booger!" WTF? Was that a technical term? "Check this out!" she called cheerfully to the nurse. "I can't see his ear drum at all!"
"My God!" the nurse said as she took her turn peering into my head. "It's enormous!"
The doctor who was busy with a project to open some poor unfortunate up, told me normally they don't clean out ear holes but in this case...
The nurse came back with a horse syringe and a length of tube which she stuck in my ear and proceeded to squirt a flood of boiling hot water into my ear. "Hmm," she grunted after half a lifetime. "We'll be here till morning at this rate. Take a look," she uttered the fatal words to my wife who promptly took the illuminated scope and peered down my lug hole.
"My God!" she gasped, as if on cue. "It's enormous!"
And so it was. After numerous syringes of hot water were squirted in my ear the obstruction finally broke loose and popped out. I thought it looked like a giant piece of stuffing, shown here next to my finger for a size comparison."My God!" I said, "it's enormous!" And so it was. suddenly I could hear again and I wanted to kiss the nurse. She was not amused."Nice picture," she said inspecting my camera in between picking up pieces of the black booger that sprayed out of my ear. "Pretty much how I feel." And I was happy to see her put the syringe away. I was never so happy to get back in the car and drive Cheyenne and my wife home.
On a happier note I have been able to take a ride around town with my hearing restored and guess what I came across. An El Rancho Motel well on it's way to being reborn as the Silver Palms on Truman Avenue.Supposedly this place will be an eco friendly lodging using recycled water and stuff like that. It is certainly filling the old El Rancho footprint right to the edge.Yellow home. Nice pic. And an old manual water pump still sprouting out of an old cement water cistern in Old Town.Bird crossing.
Happy days. Yellow flowers.
Happy days. Yellow flowers.
This guy should have borrowed my Crocs to complete his ensemble. Sometimes I do envy people with bicycle sized dogs.
The joy of renting a Key West scooter- cruising around town in company.
This Higgs Beach motor home was decidedly longer than the 20 feet limit in effect for parked vehicles in the city.
But it was the trailer that was interesting. A mobile garage.And then it was time to go home; my favorite (and only) commute, this time in broad daylight. coming up to Mile Marker 14 in the Saddlebunch Keys.