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April Update

  It's been awhile since I've posted.  Justin's situation is hard to write about, but I know there are people who want to know what's going on with Justin, my son.  In truth, he is getting sicker and weaker.  For awhile,he made great progress, talking, eating, and getting back into his power wheelchair.   Then he started getting weaker.  His left lung became covered with secretions, and he needed surgery to scrape things out. Then a CT scan revealed more new spine fractures (total of 7).  After that, he just hasn't been able to get over the hump.  This week, Justin decided to discontinue the weaning from the ventilator.  He is on full breath support and can no longer use the voice valve to talk without dangerous oxygen drops.  Pain medication has been significantly increased to help him deal with the pain. It's a tough thing for a 23-year-old to confront one's mortality.  We will continue this journey with Justin to the end to the best of our abilities.  We

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Our next stop south in Illinois was a Corps of Engineers Campground on Lake Shelbyville. 

COE campgrounds are interesting to me. We are usually the smallest rig in these campgrounds. Bathrooms are exceptionally clean.  Campsites all had concrete pads, 50 amp electrical service, identical fire rings, and a hooked pole for hanging trash. It was almost like the place was run by the military. Wait, it was run by the U.S Army. 



For my friends who enjoy boondocking, this represented the other end of the camping continuum. There wasn’t much hiking here so we enjoyed the lake views, sampled Illinois Amish country, and had some great stuffed pizza at a jaw-dropping low price.




The Stag beer in my hand, a second Stag, two large glasses of wine for Julia, the pizza and generous tip were less than thirty dollars. The pizzeria, Rosariti’s, near Sullivan, shared space with a gas station. Five stars—if ambiance is excluded from the rating. 


Stag was originally a local brew to Illinois. It is now owned by Pabst and has a similar flavor profile—best served very cold.


Comments

Bill said…
You are fortunate to have so many camping options. In the plains states the areas with natural settings are few and far between. Of the ones there are, they are overwhelmed. Brewpubs are also scattered and some aren't even worth the drive. The exception would be metro areas... but, blah on the traffic.
John said…
We do feel blessed to have so many camping options. On past years, we could get on just about anywhere midweek without reservations. This summer is going to be different with all of the new campers added to the mix. We are planning our extended trips for the spring and fall and will probably spend much of the summer close to home.

I really enjoy small town brewpubs but I agree that quality can be uneven.
MFH said…
A friend once suggested that those with the big rigs didn't REALLY want to leave home.

And, as my millionairess (died of pacreatic cancer in 2006) used to quip, "I consider Holiday Inn to be camping."
John said…
There wasn’t much evidence of minimalism at the COE. When I passed through Kentucky two years ago, an old, battered guy stopped me in the grocery store parking lot and asked to see the inside of the Scamp. He stood inside the doorway, looked around, and pronounced, “it’s got everything you need.” I agree.

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