SHORT TERM STAY IN EXTENDED CARE

In October I had a fall.  Luckily, I am still in one piece but wiser for spending two weeks in a rehabilitation facility.

My experience gave me the opportunity to meet people who shared their life experience with me, sometimes in a halting way as if searching for a memory that seemed to evade them.

Where I stayed, the staff worked tirelessly to provide the kind of personal care I often take for granted, as well as helping each of us relearn simple skills.

Don't miss understand me.  All was not sunshine and roses.  Two nurses in particulare stand out in my memory.  One I called "nurse wretched" with whom I had major communication problems until I learned to ask may I? While the other, nurse Esther "loved my patients", and was truly an unsung hero to many of us.

There were funy moments like when I was watching the second debate.  I had sat through much of it quietly listening to the candidates.  But when Roomney began his slick sales pitch, I could not contain myself. 

I shouted at the television loudly, "I'm electing a president not a circus pitch-man" which brought everbody on the floor running into my room thinking there was some kind of emergency.

I am glad to be back home.  Writing again, grateful to friends and family for their support and encouragement and looking forward to my next adventure.