Thursday, July 6th: Not sure what to say...

Dang, people, maybe I need to quit writing because at this point it must sound like nothing more than a stream of complaints. Moriah woke up with a really bad case of pinkeye!!

Still smiling though...

Don’t worry, it’s still raining. A LOT. If one more person tells me it’s the wettest, coldest summer on record I… well I don’t know what I’ll do.

We cancelled our plans to see my sweet friend Beverly. I couldn’t see that it would be fair to spread that to an 80 year old woman. And it dawned on me that the only thing we had left that was any fun were the people. And now pinkeye might take that too. I definitely had my own little storm cloud hovering over my head while I tried to decide what to do. There is a clinic in town but the weather kept the doctor from flying over and the boat didn’t get him in until 1:30. I sought a natural possibility that might save me another out of state doctor’s bill and called my NC doc about using colloidal silver in the eye which they said might work. The problem was, where to get it. Definitely none in town, probably some in Homer but I wasn’t sure what store I could call. I reached out to a friend I thought might know and she found me a lady who MAKES it here in Seldovia! Free of charge. God at work again, right? She has some kind of special machine. Since it takes a few days, I still plan to head to the clinic so I can get Moriah started on something ASAP but I’m hoping to have the silver on hand for the oncoming pinkeye I fully expect to spread through the rest of our camper. It’s highly contagious.

But one of the van tires is flat. Like really flat. (I seriously am not making this stuff up people! I’m feeling attacked in a very real way at this point) And the one guy who does them is out of town for the week. We spend the rest of the morning figuring that out with Glenn’s help and then another friend who dropped off a tool to get our stubborn spare off… at least you can see the beauty of the community we still have here. Boom. Three people come to our rescue within a few hours.

We had to have tires shipped to Homer. They’ll be flown over in a few days and we’ll hope our spare holds up. I don’t know how anyone survives here financially honestly. It’s so crazy. At this point I’m not sure we’ll have the money to make it home.

I’m kidding. Sort of. It’s been a whole lot more than we expected let’s just put it that way.

It’s another rainy day so while we wait for the doctor’s appointment and for Tim to get the tires on, we occupy ourselves in the camper as best we can.  I decide to text the family we met for the hike earlier this week and the see if their kids are doing anything that might get the three boys out of the camper because their pent up energy is driving everyone insane.  She puts them to work for the rest of the day with her boys chopping wood.  Perfect.  Hannah runs into town with her daughter for a bit and Abbey and I dig out the instruments.  I’d pick a song and then she’d pick a song.  I wish I was more of a guitarist to match her fiddling but I have the basics down.  Abbey likes to pick out from her Old Timey repertoire, but I picked worship songs, despite the fact that Abbey likes to say “they all sound the same”.  Whatever.  It felt good to praise the Lord in the midst of another disappointment and it was exactly what I needed to do.  It helped me to focus on the fact that we were still being taken care of, the Lord had shown up in Kathleen, Barbara, Glenn, and Rob.  Pinkeye was at least nothing deadly. Tim’s foot was feeling better and he was getting around.  And the spare was going to be on in time to keep me from walking the three miles into town for Moriah’s appointment in the rain.  At least it’s not snowing.

What followed of the day was another typical Seldovia experience.  Once I got Moriah’s prescription I had to make a series of phones calls to get it to me from the other side of the water.  Prescriptions were shipped over once a day on a place.  We’d missed that.  So I had to 1) Call the drugstore to set up an account and pay. 2) find a friend in Homer to bring the meds from the drugstore to the airport 3) Call Smokey Bay air to make sure they were flying over one last time tonight so we could get it.  I went through three friends before I found Ashton free and willing to run it down.  All that… and the planes ended up being grounded because of low cloud cover.  Yes, welcome back to Seldovia.

Many hours spent here over the years waiting for planes...

Glenn knew we were a little down so he invited us to pile into his living room for popcorn and a movie that night.   Micah went back to the bridge in town to fish, Abbey and Hannah had gone to spend the night with Beverly, Malachi and Elias changed out of their soaking clothes after a day chopping wood and we walked across the road to his cabin.  We enjoyed a warm and dry evening once again huddled at Glenn’s enjoying this popcorn.

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