Real life happens, as they say, and yesterday was no exception.
I got home from work late to an empty house. Car was gone, and the mail had not been collected from the box, so I assumed my better half had gone directly to shopping from her school. About an hour later, I noticed an email from her asking me to call. The first thing she said was, "I had a bad fall." And the second thing was she was so sorry to cause us to miss Maggie Valley.
As I type this, that was yesterday, and now she is recovering from a hip replacement.
I asked the OR doctor directly about the trip. He thought for a moment, and said possibly - would depend on how her physical therapy goes and pain management.
So the Rocket is iffy, though I still plan for us to take the trip, one way or another.