Back in skilled care

The hospital sent me to the SNF (skilled nursing facility) today. That poor EMS team so confused. All the nurses and aides in Grant's bone/joint floor gave me a standing, waving send off and all the nurses and aides at Westminster gave me a waving greeting when I returned.

On the other hand, riding in the ambulance after dinner and the narcotics which make me sick was ROUGH. So nauseous. I'm laying in bed waiting to puke myself to death (so far so good)

I didn't mention it but the home did me a favor. They left ALL my stuff in my room and didn't charge me for a bed hold. So I'm back in my cosy room, my snacks are here (when I'm done trying to puke) and I'll be here for a few days. The insurance wants me reevaluated by friday. I'm only approved til then.

However I WALKED today. That's right. I walked. The first time didn't go so good. I got up and walked down the hall a little. I'm proud of me.

I got back up and dressed myself. That was one time too many. My leg hurts but fuck it, I WALKED for the first time in 6 weeks.


Also HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Evil_little _dog. I'm a bit too blech to do that up righ.

Apropos of nothing, Harry & David's Crater Lake crunch trail mix is yummy and I need to learn to make it.

And I am too nauseated to enjoy Prodigal Son's return tonight.