My CNA came to the dining room and said they had told her to move me and my roommate across the hall.
I said No.
I said I wanted to talk to the supervisors.
They never did come.
They also backed down on the change.
Look, I'm happy here. I have my window. I'm a little mole person -- the other room gets the sun. And the heat. It's all I have right now.
I have no intention of being miserable. It's against my well-being and my recovery.
And I have no interest in being railroaded without explanation again.
I'm still waiting for an official explanation for the bed change. And an apology.
Riddick on cable...
Ooh, decided that the heavy, clingy, thick pads on the arm pits of the crutches had to go. Much easier. Also hopped forward down the parallel bars, then hopped most of the way back on the same stand. Pivot transfers on the bars twice in each direction.