THIS IS PART THREE IN SERIES “OFF ON ELDER ADVENTURE.” PART ONE APPEARED IN THE PRINT EDITION OF THE REPORTER HERALD ON FEBRUARY 7, 2014. PART THREE APPEARED IN IN MY BLOG ON FEBRUARY 8, 2014.
My reporting on the Elder Adventure came to a screeching halt a few weeks ago when one of our tourists—my husband Bill–took a detour into Medicare Land.
This spur of the moment venture—so captured my mind and heart—that the Napa Trip—took a back seat on my reporting agenda.
The trip to Medicare Land was simplicity itself.
No travel plans needed for this journey.
No on-line search for best departure times. No worrying about what to pack. No Disneyland serpentine lines before boarding.
Once on board our travel vehicle, we were spared mobs of passengers trying to cram oversized luggage into overhead bins.
No elbow-to-elbow seating. The interior of the transport vehicle was spacious and clean.
As for oxygen? We didn’t have to listen to a canned speech about how to put on an oxygen mask. The attendant kindly put the mask on Bill.
The travel industry—especially the airlines–could pick up a few tips from Medicare Land officials.
And off we sped—Bill in the back of the ambulance—me alongside the driver—to McKee Medical Center to have Bill’s shattered femur bone repaired.
Not the trip we’d planned. But life has a way of detouring the best made plans and sending us on further ventures.