.....Wow! I find it hard to believe that the last post I had was September 15! By the time I got here I forgot how to get this started. Well, you see, I finally figured it out. I would have done this in an email but it would have been too long. But now I have a few things to say. So I'll start saying them. First of all, I just got out of the rehab facility: Manicare it's named and it is only about a mile from our house. I slipped and fell getting on a chair. It was on a Monday when RH+ bowls, and she would flay someone with a red rag if they tried to stop her! From that pastime she usually gets home about 3pm. Since I fell at 2pm, I had to lie on the floor for an hour. A phone was not possible to get to. Surely when she arrives and sees me on the floor she'll think I was dead.
.....Of course she called 911 and the medics took me to the hospital a few minutes after they arrived. I was given a bed in the ER (Emergency room) and they tested my blood pressure, my temperature, (for Ebola?), and a few other things. Then a guy came around and he gave me an x-ray because there was pain in my back. When five o'clock came around I ordered prime ribs with French fries and corn on the cob. They refused to honor my request and I was sorely disappointed when all I got was a hamburger--a cold one. Oh, and I almost forgot the apple juice and the piesces de resistance for desert--a chocolate cookie. ( I believe) I spelled "piesces" incorrectly, but I haven't they urge to correct it at the moment It's French.
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