Esteban Yes sir, 2 nights to go before I am in my own bed instead of on this miserable hybrid gel/air mattress. Today was the family meeting where I learned how to slide into a car from the chair. It was all I could do to get back out of the car once I was in, I could taste the freedom. My oldest son arrived last night, and he is staying for 3 weeks to help me around the house, get to Dr appointments and therapy, etc so Mrs H can keep up with the business. I rented a Camry for his time here, not quite ready to slide over the bolsters in the M3 yet…. Outpatient therapy starts Friday. All in all, I am as ready as I can be to get out of here. It will be 7 weeks total, 12 days in ICU, 2 days on either side of that in the regular hospital, and 5 weeks in the attached Acute Rehab center.
I will most certainly NOT miss this place. I will most certainly miss some of the great people here that have taken such good care of me. Prior to this little adventure, I have spent exactly one night in the hospital in my entire life. I had no idea how caring and understanding folks in the medical field (nurses in particular) really have to be. They do great things, and they do disgusting things. All with a cheerful attitude. (95% of them, anyway. There were 2 that I hope I never see again..) Simply amazing. I couldn’t do it. I will be thankful all my life to them.
Wednesday at 1:00 I am outta here!
