Part 1 - 8 Month Update

Brief:

Arrived in Florida the last week of November 2008. After getting things ready to live in the trailer home, took sick, and ended in the hospital for a week. Your PoBoy was informed that he had walking pneumonia. So PoBoy the Thanksgiving Holiday season in the first Florida Hospital he had been in, what seems like, several hundred years.


Finally passed through the recuperation period. PoBoy felt pretty good on release from the hospital but they insisted PoBoy take it easy for a month. That's what PoBoy calls the recuperation period.

During this period of time PoBoy had to face the realization that the person he had faithfully trusted and to whom he sent $850.00 for a pickup truck that he found advertised "for sale" turned out to be fraudulent, rip off transaction. PoBoy was out both $850.00 and a Pickup Truck.

For the next month and a half, PoBoy scrambled trying to locate a means of transportation. Quite a few times he would have to "bum" a ride with someone who lived in the park. The park had no form of public transportation. Finally he found an ad and ended up with another old pickup truck and it became know around the campground as "old rust bucket." However, it did serve its purpose.

During his recuperation period, his little dog (Long Hair Chichuaua) began a serious bonding. The little girl dog carried a name of Gidget. She was almost 5 years of age and weighed about the same as her age. Every morning you would find PoBoy in his PJ's and Gidget walking amongst the "world's friendliest campground." It's true most were friendly but there were some who were not. For example, just three trailers down from their's was a mean old "bitty," who took offense to the little Gidget taking a leak so small that it would not even have filled a "shot glass" in her yard. She insulted PoBoy by hollering like a banshee that he was no good and never cleaned up after the little nuisance. She said that dog was never to sit foot in her yard again. It really wasn't her yard as the yard belonged to the park. But that began one of a series of friendly people in the park.

All this was occurring about the time PoBoy ran into another problem. He wasn't covered by Medicare at the time of illness. So now he had a new obstacle (and he still has those obstacles) how to pay medical bills. At a quick glance he's probably facing in the neighborhood of $1200.00. When living on a fixed income any outside dollar occurrence is a catastrophe.