In Rehab

Hey, Y'all,
Howdy...Hugh, Imazo and I are in the Super 8 motel in Springfield for the night. Gramps is in a rehab facility for the next week, being well cared for and will receive three hours of therapy each day next week (not all at one time each day, but spread throughout the day.

The three of us are heading home in the morning and I will be returning on Sunday. I will be staying in the facility also. I will be in the room with him (in a bed of my own) if they don't need the bed for another man. If they do, they have told me I would have a private room. That way, I don't have to use a motel. Aren't they wonderful? It is a beautiful facility that was once a hospital and the grounds are lovely. I was really impressed with it all. He will be coming home on next weekend.

It was a long day today. I had great hopes of taking him with us today, but when I got there and saw how difficult it would be and thought about trying to get him into and out of the car to use the bathroom stops along the way, I just couldn't attempt it. I am hoping that a friend of mine can come up next weekend and help me get him home. ( I have yet to ask him).

We sat around waiting to talk to the man that was supposed to evaluate him and tell us if the rehab place would take him. Finally around three o-clock this afternoon, he told us that they would be transferring Gramps to the facility around 4:30 p.m.

In the meantime, Imazo and Hugh got to visit most of the day with Lois, and Kathy and Wilma got to visit as well. (her daughters). Lois was transferred to the nursing home in Enon, where she had been before when she had had a stroke. We had prayer with Lois and Wilma before we left to go around 3:15 to eat something. It had been several hours since we had eaten breakfast (at 6:30 a.m.).

Gramps told me some wild stories this morning. He thought he had been at Carol's house and that she had a bunch of boxes in her house. He said, "She has a lot of company and is really good at taking care of people." Then he said, "I went into one of the rooms and she had an empty bed. No one was in it, so I just crawled into it."'
He had mentioned the boxes yesterday and kind of continued telling me about it.
He also told me that a big African american lady had given him a bath and scrubbed him all over, that she didn't miss a spot.

When Imazo called the motel to reserve a room this afternoon (same motel we have been staying at) she gave them my name because I had made the reservations each time, so they gave her the last one they had. We got here and checked in, and when we got into the room, SURPRISE!, discovered it was only one bed - king sized of course. So, I guess we will sleep three deep. ha. I'll let you know how it was later.

Thank you again, to each of you who are praying for us as we travel, for Lois in the nursing home, and for Gramps as he is in the rehab. Hopefully, he will learn to use the walker well, be stronger by next weekend, and be able to travel next weekend.

Well, that is all for today. We will be checking on Gramps in the morning by telephone. Goodnight for now. This is Blabbin' Grammy, signing off. Bye.