Made a bunch of frustrating phone calls trying to get info about the 55 Alive classes in this area. Tried to phone the Senior Resource Network, but the number had been changed, and when I dialed the new number, it had been disconnected. Then I phoned Friends of Seniors, but they'd never even heard of the 55 Alive classes! She gave me a phone number that was supposed to be the Public Library. When I called it, the person who answered didn't know from beans, so she transferred me to someone else, who turned out to be the Librarian for the Blind! Fortunately, the Librarian for the Blind had brains enough to give me the correct number for the Public Library and told me to ask for the reference desk, which I did. That person was puzzled at first, but after some conversation he located a phone number for the AARP coordinator in this area. I called him, and he said all the 55 Alive classes were booked solid until May! But he also told me to try the Howard Park Senior Center. I phoned there and was told they still had two openings for March 7th and 8th, but it was first come, first served, so I should get down there right away with my check. I looked the place up on the map and saw it was only a few blocks from the doctor's office, so I decided to go there as soon as I was through with my doctor's appointment.
I lucked out on the doctor I picked out of the yellow pages. He's topnotch. His office is in the Good Samaritan Medical Center. I'm going to have to have the procedure I was hoping to avoid. It's scheduled for 8 o'clock this Friday morning. I'll be a zombie when it's over, so Roy will have to come down with a wheelbarrow and trundle me back to the boat.
When I left the doctor's office, I strolled along the beautiful waterfront for several blocks. It was an absolutely perfect day. The temperature was just right, the air was fresh and clean, the sun sparkling, the blue sky decorated with fleecy white clouds. It felt great just to be alive.
Rode the free trolley to the Howard Park Senior Center, only to find out those last two slots had been filled by noon. The woman was very nice. She phoned around and found openings in Royal Palm Beach. I didn't know where that was or how to get there. Tried to phone the bus company to find out if a bus went there, but I got put on interminable hold, so I gave up for the day. Later, I asked a bus driver, and he said the number 10 bus went there. It was too late in the day to go there then, so I headed for a grocery store and home. Rode the bus almost to the end of the line looking for a super market. Finally found a Winn-Dixie. By the time I bought what I needed and got out to the bus stop, it was dark, the wind was blowing hard and cold, and I hadn't brought a jacket with me, because it had been such a warm, beautiful day. I stood there freezing for about twenty minutes. When the bus finally came, his lights were so dim, I could scarcely tell it was a bus, but I waved anyway, and he stopped. What a relief to be on the warm bus out of the wind!
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