As I’ve said before, the days just seem to run together over here. We’re fairly busy (both with our time at the Visitors’ Center as well as during the time we’re not there). For instance, this morning a set of sister missionaries came to our door to tell me that one of the bicycles is missing. We have eight bicycles, so I had to go do an inventory of the bicycles to determine which one was missing to figure out the registration number of the missing bike so it can be reported to the police. Maybe we’ll get it back … but I doubt it. We have a spare bicycle: old, rusty, not particularly spiffy to look at, but that’s the price of failing to lock up the bikes.

Last Wednesday I met for the first time with my new cardiologist here in Hawaii. He’s at the Tripler Army Hospital in downtown Honolulu. The hospital is up on top of a hill. It’s a very big hospital that has been added onto several times, but without adding to the parking. We figured out the parking problem, however. Give ourselves about fifteen extra minutes. Go to the bottom of the hill where there’s always parking spaces, and wait for the shuttle bus which comes by every ten minutes or so.

I’m very impressed and pleased with the cardiologist. There was nothing rushed about our visit and we were with him a good half-hour. He was also pleased with the documentation I’d brought with me, particularly all of the information from the hospital stay in Mumbai, India last January when I had the stents put in place. He made some small medication changes and set up a process where I check in with him weekly to see how we’re progressing with managing my blood pressure and heart.

After that we did some shopping. Our original intent was to get some lunch and return home, but as we got to the car one of the sister missionaries texted a request for some tortillas from Costco. So we picked up those plus some other items. After getting back to Laie we then did the apartment inspections.

Next week on Wednesday is transfer day. The Thursday before transfer day we inspect all of the sister missionary apartments to help insure that when the missionaries move to different apartments that they’ll be going into a reasonably clean and reasonably maintained place. Occasionally the inspections turn up apartments that need “do-overs”, but this time all of the apartments were in very good shape.

So, that was our Wednesday. It was a good day, a busy day, and we were quite “prepared” for the next week. On Monday our shift schedule changes, as it does every transfer. Life is good.

Ta ta for now!