Yesterday I was returning a water hose to Bobby and Emma’s (Bobby is Carol Ann’s cousin in Durham) backyard when I “mis-stepped” and sort of rolled my left ankle so that the sole of my left shoe would have been looking at its mate on the right had there been eyes on the bottom of my shoe. I could hear bone and tendons cracking and popping as I experienced the kind of pain that will bring tears to a grown man’s eyes and force his knees to the ground. I knelt on the lawn, rocking back and forth for about a minute until the pain eased off enough for me to stand up and try to walk. Bobby noticed me limping and drove me down his driveway to our motorhome parked on the street. I laid on the couch with my left foot elevated while Carol Ann put an ice pack on it, after which she gave me a Mobic (prescription anti-inflammatory/analgesic agent), two Tylenol Extra Strengths, and a Vicodin (prescription hydrocodone and acetaminophen). The pain was gone within 30 minutes and I was well on my way to LA-LA Land. The rest of the day is a little hazy.
This morning my ankle, though still quite swollen, was relatively pain-free and I was able to walk without too much of a limp. We went out for a BBQ lunch and were on the road to Petersburg about 2:00 PM. We are on the south side of Petersburg in a Walmart parking lot. It rained very hard for a good portion of the drive and after we parked. It is not quite 7:00 PM, the rain has stopped, and the temperature is a very pleasant 63 degrees.
Tomorrow morning we plan to visit the Petersburg National Military Park. The Park is close to the old Confederate defensive lines and scene of some of the fiercest fighting during the Siege of Petersburg from June 1864 to March 1865. Petersburg protected the southern approach to Richmond, capital of the Confederacy.
Prepare to read about the War of Northern Aggression over the next couple of weeks as Carol Ann and I tour some of the Virginia battlefields of the “late war” (as sometimes referred to by the genteel southerner).