Rehab Update - February 2011

I guess the biggest news is that Dick has made a “Bucket List.” He told his wife that they would be going somewhere once a month. Last month, they went to Reno with family who own a place there. I told him to call me if he won a million dollars. No phone call. I think he likes the buffets at the casinos more than the actual gambling. He is known to slip a dozen cookies into his pockets "for later." As part of his list, he also wants to see the goat farm south of us and eat at the fabulous restaurant there and the one we have recently discovered close to our house. He wants their 1.5-pound of lobster in their Lobster Roll. I hope they enjoy it! The Saint (his wife) tends to just want to stay home as she is in a lot of pain, which is pushing her to get the needed MRI on her shoulder. If it were to be repaired, it would change his daily life immeasurably as she needs quite a bit of help to do everything. But, he is now getting her out of the house. Dick is still cooking huge quantities of food every weekend but has quit giving me any food. He understands my diet and doesn’t want to mess with it. Last weekend, he cooked Filipino Menudo. Who knew?

Sherman looks fantastic. The doctor just ran a ton of tests and told him he is very healthy except for his emphysemic lungs. What a shame he smoked at all! I expect him to be around for many years. He is very concerned about his 92-year old friend who is a neighbor of Dick’s – small world. She was in the hospital last week and he was visiting her every day. Her husband died a couple of years ago and he visits her once a week to see if she needs anything. He is a good guy.

Barbara, with a helper in tow, showed up last week. She looked very depressed and down and ill and heavy and drugged. I was happy she was there but they sent her home because she didn’t have a note from her doctor to begin rehab again. I hope she comes more often as the social and emotional support will do her some good.

Do you remember  Nasty Nancy? She was written about in the 1/30/10 blog. She is now living in a happy fog in a safe place so she is no longer coming to rehab.

Do you remember Doris? Read the 8/22/10 blog to refresh your memory. She come back to rehab just one time after that event. I can’t say I am sorry. She was poison to the entire group.

Anne, the woman who kept standing me up and the demanded to be part of my private life written about in the 12/15/09 blog is hardly ever at rehab anymore. She now weighs over 260 pounds. She keeps talking about her Weight Watcher’s meetings and wants to meet me at the other rehab. She never has shown up. Thank goodness.

Sweet Irene died. Her husband had recently died and she just deeply missed him.

I opened my life and blog up to one of the women in the rehab class last month. She is lovely and we got talking while working out side by side. She mentioned that I should write about my experiences and I replied that, if fact, I had written it all down. This blog. I gave her the address and the brave soul put her life on hold and read it all in one day. It took all day but she did it.

So many people have come to rehab for a short period then disappeared. We often wonder what happened to them. 

That’s my update!