senior, old age, second childhood, sickness and death, ain't we got fun.

Friday, April 25, 2014

TRUTH IN HEALTHCARE X

THERAPY

much to my surpise i had to learn to walk again. how could i become so weak and helpless in just one week of hospitalization? i don't know and i don't want to appear really stupid by asking.

usually a therapist would call on me and escort me to the workout area. i was in great condition compared to most at this facility as i was only using a walker not a wheel chair. yes, super-geezer - thats me. lindsay lohan, or justin bieber were not at this rehab center. i'm sure lindsay would have speeded up my recovery significantly especially since i was one of the younger looking and healthier than most here. everything is relative. i think they triaged the residents here. one third went home; one third went to assisted living; and one third went to a nursing home - poor souls.

btw - you can't tell a person's mental clarity by their appearance. i've known energetic engineers that cannot compare with many people here who appear totally wiped out but have all their faculties while the young engineer is a total moron. his getting through college is a mystery.

how the physical therapy coincided with my lowest energy level of the day i do not know? they must have scientifically determined that. i stupidly said i'll be ready to go home in two days. ten days later i was walking pretty good (like a 3 year old) without a walker and three days after that managed to get my release to the real world.

at present i have progressed to the point where the other day i was driving, got a haircut after four months looking like hagar's grandfather, went to teeter, shoppers, and giant and bought stuff. that was a good workout but i can see that it was at the limit of my ability. kinda sad. since i'm only an octogenarian and in my prime.

TO BE CONTINUED. NEXT: THEY'RE CALLED MEALS.

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