Monday, September 13, 2010

Friday, July 9, 1993

I felt worse than ever today. I'd been hoping we could make it to Baltimore, where there's a Kaiser, but it will take us at least a week to get there. I'd never make it.
We arrived at Morehead City, North Carolina, early in the morning. Dropped anchor and ate breakfast. Then I went back to bed and slept till after two. We moved the boat to a marina and tied to a dock. Found out there's a clinic called Med Center One about five miles from here, so we took a cab over there. To our surprise, the fare was only $5. We had expected $15 or $20.
They were very nice at the clinic. X-rayed my lungs. Sure enough, pneumonia again. That's the third time in as many years. Why, why, why?
They gave me three injections and a bunch of medicine to take back to the boat. Said to return around noon tomorrow.
Took a cab back to the boat. Roy cooked supper and washed the dishes. I ate, took my medication, and went right to bed. Roy is so good to me.

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