Mrs. Dr. Phil came in before 1pm, I think. I had already done some organization and some things had gone home earlier in the week. So packing up wasn't too bad. Bearing fresh baked goods, we made a little trip up to LTAC on Six. Pretty quiet up there. Funny that most of the time that I was in the unit, as opposed to Room 624 for those two weeks, I was moved by gurney. So this was really the first time I had stood and seen the unit.
There were half a dozen gray plastic tubs in my room, from various previous units. Stuff which is opened is tossed unless you take it with you. Amazing how many partial or nearly empty containers of things we tossed. The last of our chocolate stash we had to fill a tray for staff was taken out, along with more baked goods and some spreadable cream cheese for them.
Paperwork. List of prescriptions that I am still on -- hopefully not for long. They were ordered for our pharmacy and Mrs. Dr. Phil is out picking them up. I imagine that it might get screwed up? No, she's pulling in now, along with dinner from La Pita, the Mediterranean/Middle Eastern place in Allendale.
O real food! Please!
Oh no. La Pita was dark? Despite having posted hours of 10-10 on Saturdays? This Does Not Bode Well.
So... we're going to have our Sunday dinner today -- Country Captain. Go curry!
Anyway, eventually we said goodbye to a bunch of people, took our cart, walker and me down to the lobby. For a day forecast to be rain in mid-afternoon, it was bright blue skies and some puffy white clouds. Boarded the Bravada and left at 2:46pm, arriving at the house around 3:19. Took some maneuvering to get up the stairs. Still needs some work.
But I am home.
Gaack that's an unruly pile of pill bottles...