Julia had an eye doctor appointment in Boston yesterday. It was scheduled five weeks ago after her surgery. How were we to know the Red Sox would win the World Series? Chances were pretty slim after their history. We left a little earlier than normal after hearing that the parade going through the center of town. Julia’s doctor is smack downtown and I knew it would be dicey. When I got to Arlington, I knew things were bad - a traffic jam at Alewife like one I have never seen. I drove on, exiting Storrow Drive only to be turned away by a multitude of policeman and barricades.
At this point, I gave up all hope of getting to see the doctor. I had to surrender to the Red Sox hysteria and see what happened. I wound my way around several cattle paths (that’s what the streets are like in Boston). After 40 minutes of driving around and around, we got to the hospital which borders Chinatown very late. Not that we weren’t the only one with the same problem!
The doctor thinks Julia’s eyes are progressing nicely after the surgery. He said it takes about 3 to 4 month for everything to settle in. We go back right after New Years and we’re hoping for the best. She told us yesterday that she was seeing better.
Since we were there, we decided to go check out the parade. By the time we got to Boston Common, the Duck Boats and the players were long gone. But there were crowds of fans – young and old. Everyone had red shirts on and little socks decorated everything. You would have thought there was some kind of knitting event going on. The hysteria the Red Sox fans have for their team is the same kind of energy knitters generate at a big knitting event like Stitches or Rhinebeck.
I can’t say we are big baseball fans. We don’t even get the t.v. station you can watch the Sox on. But it was fun to land in the midst of the hysteria unexpectedly. I bet the little boys at school are going to be envious of Julia!