From the last time she was in physical rehab it was at a near by nursing home. It was the absolute pits. Lots of reasons. I've had 3 experiences with that place from people I know who have been there. Not one good thing to say about it.
The food. Ever see gray broccoli?
This one was new to us. It was literally across the street from the hospital. I'd never set foot in it. She was moved there around 7 Thursday night. Told us not to bother coming up as she was tired and settling in.
Friday, I was at work when the first phone call came. Some time in the late morning. She'd basically been in her room and had not seen one person yet. She didn't know what the Hell was going on. I prepared myself for having to leave work early to come to the rescue. At this point someone came into the room. She said she'd call me back.
Later in the afternoon the second call came. She was unhappy, T.V. didn't work right and she was not sure what was going on. I told her I'd see about it when I got off work.
Got a call when I got home. She was in tears, confused, wanted me to come up right away. Please note that last sentence.
Off I went, it was the first time I'd ever been on the property. I drove to the back with out knowing it was the back. Drove past one cat. Well I said to myself there are cats in suburbia. By the time I'd parked my car I'd seen no less than 7 different ones. Yes I counted.
Met the security guard, it was her first day. Got it straightened out where my sister was and I proceeded down the hallway.
Bleak, ugly hallway. Lot of people just literally walking around. It apparently was also a nursing home and a place that people went to just before hospice. Got to my sisters room.
Not the prettiest room. Spackling on the walls. Nice view out the window at least. She was in a state. No one had come in to talk to her. She didn't know what was going on. I said I'd find her nurse. Took me a bit but I did.
Brought her in and clarified a few things. Including that she and my sister already spoke. And physical therapy had come in to do an assessment that morning. Now remember that sentence.
I'd been there maybe 15 min. My brother in law walked in with supplies. Apparently between the time it took me to leave and arrive at the center. He'd arrived home. And my sister gave him a laundry list of what she wanted brought up.
After awhile I bid her good night and promised that I'd come in Saturday to have a word with the physical therapy people.
yes,
t.b.c
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment