Had a bit of a rough night. Had trouble sleeping and my head was aching. Was given toradol. I slept fitfully. I did dreM; although I don’t think it was prophetic or God getting my attention.
My dream was of Miss Kitty and Marshall Dillon frying fish over a campfire to feed some grubby bearded miners. I think one was Gabby Hayes. The miners were fighting over who had the biggest fish and the crispiest fish. Ok , you dream interpreters have at it.
I have had my meds, my assessment test, breakfast and my bedside bath. Physical therapy came in and put on my APO know dubbed “the cacoon”, I did two laps around the floor. Amazing the difference. Did my leg exercises and manipulated the hand. Don’t have the movement of last night yet today.
Waiting for Ron, Dr and to see what is happening next. Looks as if I will be moving across the street. 3 hours of rehab day. I know for you functioning folk that doesn’t seem to be a lot but tie your hand to your side, drag your foot, have a constant headache and let’s see how far you get.