Casper

My family became more familiar with Casper, Wyoming than we ever imagined possible.

Toward the end of our family vacation to Martin's Cove, Rhonda's mom suffered some health complications that required a trip to Wyoming Medical Center. Her condition caused enough concern to make us drive 70 miles back to Casper in the middle of the night, dodging antelope and deer on the highway, I might add. But then one thing led to another; she was admitted for testing, and ended up spending several days in the hospital. Everything turned out well, but the doctor kept her in bed for three days before finally giving the okay to travel.

Meanwhile, our family got acquainted with Casper more than we ever hoped or desired. I must have walked up and down the main street a dozen times. We ate cafeteria food and paced the halls as we waited for any scrap of information the medical staff deemed appropriate to share.

She was finally released after 8:00 yesterday evening. We were so tired and frustrated that we decided to leave Casper immediately and made a midnight drive to Cody, Wyoming. This time the dark highway stretched out before us as a welcome relief from the monotony of the hospital corridors.