Dutifully doing my physical therapy ad nauseum, but I know the stronger I get the quicker I can get out of here. A rehab center is a tough place when the majority of the population are dementia patients! Their cries are heart breaking. The staff is overwhelmed, so a high maintenance case such as me then has to nag to get the medical arrangement met. Sigh - I really hate nagging anyone - but I am learning that sometimes I just have to.
But, the work is paying off - I am to be released next week! At some point, that is all that matters right now. I can return home, crawl inside the house if I have too and maybe find some peace and rest.
The only trouble I am having is that I am finding the end of the missing keys to information in my life. As mentioned before, I have some drug based amnesia where I can recall nothing unless something is said to me which seems to active a recall and a flood of associated knowledge on that subject. I know that I am still missing vast segments of my life, memories, everything - but there are no "keys" to unlock those areas. Sigh ... maybe with time.
Today's test is for me to make BLT sandwiches for the staff. Hard work on one leg but it will be fun to cook again!
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