Whew!!!

Well, we drove home without any incident and went to the doc on the following Monday. Our doc was concerned but not overly so. When asked why the Phoenix docs made it sound as if he might not even make it home, he shrugged and thought that they were just being overly cautious. He scheduled a nuclear stress test for Bob and carefully explained what it would show and what he was looking for. (He is so good at that.) The doc told us that he would call immediately if there was something critical, otherwise it would be a few days. Bob went for the test last Thursday. (I wound up home with a cold and a temperature.) We kept waiting for the phone to ring. When it did not ring we tried to tell ourselves that it was good news, but it is hard to keep waiting like that. While we waited we talked about how frightened we were about me trying to hook up the trailer and drive it home if Bob was too sick to do so. We both agreed that we would feel safer if we had a class C motorhome (one built on a truck chassis). Then if something happened I would not have to deal with trailer hook up stuff - which I could do if all went well, but could not do if there were any problems. So we started researching Class Cs. We looked for used ones because new ones are SO expensive. We drove around to many of the dealers and got a feel for what was out there. We had hoped to have a shorter one that would fit into the driveway, but none of the floor plans had any kitchen counter space - my one big criteria was enough room to put up the dishpan - that's all - it didn't seem like much, but we could not find it. So we started looking at bigger ones. They were more expensive, but we decided that this would be the last RV we bought so we needed to get what we wanted. We found one online that we really liked and called to make sure that it was still available and were told that it was out for the weekend on "demo." that didn't sound good. It was either a rental or it was close to being sold. finally we found one that was a really good price. We went to look yesterday and it was in really good shape with very low mileage and everything we needed - counter space, above the cab bunk for the grandson, double sink, oven. And this one has a walk around bed so that I don't have to crawl on the bed to change the sheets or make it. (I got pretty good at it, but it was still hard to do.) So we traded in the trailer and the pickup for the class C. We decided that we really do not need to have two cars - it is so rare that we both need to go somewhere at the same time. We can get a tow bar to pull my car when we go for long trips. So today I spent the morning pulling stuff out of the trailer. While I was doing that the phone rang. . . . and it was Bob's doc. The doc said that the test was a very good picture and it shows nothing wrong with the heart. That's right NOTHING WRONG. The doc had no explanation for why the EKG had changed. He said that there was no evidence of a heart attack or of any ischemia. I asked if it could have been the stress from being so dehydrated. He thought it was possible. I asked what happened next and he said that we could redo his EKG at some point in the future and see if it reverted back, but other than that, nothing. He said that Bob could stop taking the beta blockers and not worry about it. I couldn't stop grinning. I was so relieved. So now we get back to our lives.