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Hello loyal follower(s),
I'm back, sort of, had surgery Monday March 12 hospital wanted to kick me out March 14th because insurance would not cover any more days in the hospital. Never mind that I could not get out of bed. A place was found for me at Saint Francis Hospital.
I was on my way to Saint Francis Hospital via an ambulance service ( my first ambulance ride)
Cyndy provided me with the information of where I was and where I going, I had no idea at the time.
Because of my lack of control is was "Depends" dependent at this point.
They did not use the sirens, so I guess things were not critical, although the sirens would have been a nice touch.
Physically I was at the new location, mentally, who knows. (Wednesday, March 14th)
By Thursday I was off of Depends and recovering fast. There were many therapists helping me, but Tim shown at the right was by far my favorite. Her I was "biking".
We had a great room; that was Cyndy's cot in the background. The wheelchair was just a good place to sit.
A night view from our window.
My loyal wife working puzzles to fill the time.
With Cyndy in the room the staff (after a while ) didn't get so upset when I got up to go to the bathroom without calling them for help. Alarms went off when I tried to get out of bed.
By Saturday I was becoming a problem for the staff. You had to always use a walker. The head staff person as always on my case. Even though I had no intention of using the damn think I had to keep it with me. As I said I recovered fast.
By Monday March 19, I was walking outside WITHOUT the walker but with Tim and Cyndy. My stamina and endurance was still very low but by Thursday the day of my discharge everything was passable.
This was a tough blog because I can't remember simple words, and thank goodness for spell check.
À bientôt,
Mr Nut
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