Dad's new home. He says goodbye to old Hospital where he stayed for 5 1/2 months. He's on a new journey. I hope it will be bright.
The room is for 4 patients. Patient G has vocal outbursts. Really loud ones. It's quite disturbing. Patient T makes faces which cause me to look the other way. Patient E arrived the same day as Dad.
It's a full house. But not cramped like what I had seen when looking at nursing homes for Dad back in December. It's manageable.
The physiotherapist arrives to speak with the family and do preliminary evaluation of Dad. He asks about the house. What's the layout. Any stairs. He asks Dad to so a few things. But Dad is so weak from the pneumonia that it's painful to watch him not able to even take a few steps.
I'm worried they won't accept him anymore.
Dad settles in. I assure Mom we've brought Dad to the right place. I wonder if we have.
Rehab Hospital does things differently than old Hospital. We need to adjust.
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