Tuesday, April 10, 2012

My memories of the hospital are quite different...

My memories of the hospital are quite different than my family,s more accurate recollection. I
Remember being in a different room every night. I remember that one day felt like a week..
I would ask my daughter when dinner would be and she would tell me it was only morning...
I don't even remember what the doctor looked like.. I vaguely remember one physical therapist because I convinced her I wasn't capable of doing anything she wanted me too. The only good thing she did was give me a neck collar which gave me relief and I listened to her boyfriend problems! I remember being outside, I remember being in the basement,etc..
Talk about being higher than a kite...

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