Rehab - Day 45 (30 Dec 2010)

Unhappily, I got my most unfavourite nurse this morning on the changeover - I personally don't think she's a very good nurse but you have to take what you're given.  But as I don't trust her, I watch all she does like a hawk, specially when it comes to my trachie dressing (she's the one who didn't even clean the site before I got a new dressing).  But one thing is she's as disinterested in her patients as she is inefficient, so didn't see her again until I was dressed - she never worries about interrupting breakfast and I do hate that but they all do it, even up at the Block - guess it's a chronic nursing habit!

I lay about until 9.00 - had a flying visit from Mark to drop in goodies, lots of packets and Charlie's owl.  He flies out tonite and gets to Paris lunchtime tomorrow and will be gone 3 weeks - I'll miss him taking charge, tho am now capable of looking after myself but it was nice to be seen as needing it!  Once he left, I delved into fabric and one surprise, the fridge magnets (which were in the packet - but no Xmas cards as yet) turned out really well - great quality so was thrilled with them.

I had some time before OT so went to see Scott to make it official that I was outta here on 21st.  They had 15th as a tentative date, so I said I'd work in with them! LOL!  There's a case meeting on Tuesday and they'll decide what date but when I saw Dr O'Sullivan this arvo, he seemed to be going for the 15th, yeay!  So the end is in sight - oh frabjous day!  I kept hugging that to myself as a talisman and kept telling myself "Don't get cocky - focus" as it would break my heart if anything stopped me now like falling over my own 2 feet again.

Had another disinterested morning doing my routine - I guess I at least do it and I worry that at home, time will slip away and I won't, as is my wont.  I mean to but all of a sudden the day is gone and nowt has been done.  I then got to stay in OT because my cooking day is today.  We decided that with only an hour to prepare and cook, we'd stick with the quiche because I'd never cooked it before.  They had a spring form pan so that made it easier.  It was an easy recipe and with bought pastry, it was a one dish recipe too.  It turned out OK tho I might have beaten it, rather than folded it together as the texture was heavy rather than light as quiches usually are but it was quite yummy - and apart from when I try to take too big bites and then talk as well which means I aspirate down the wrong pipe, I had no problems eating it.

I ate on my own because Julie didn't show so she either forgot or Xmas without John sent her mood right down again - I know she has times when it's as fresh as yesterday cos it is only a year since he died.  It wasn't a big problem tho I was disappointed.  I'd been moving around a lot and also had ventured outside to see if she was coming and walked all the way around agin, so by the time I ate, I sent a message to Physio via Tamsin that I couldn't do physio as my legs were too pooped to pop (and I wasn't joking - all of a sudden it was an effort to put one foot after the other so no second lot of OT either and I wobbled - carefully - upstairs and took to my bed and stayed there.  I didn't have tea - still full from my late lunch.

I think I had a snooze for 30 minutes but it wasn't a long one - tho it did mean I was awake late but watched downloaded TV after I played myself out with Lost Treasure of Eldorado.  I eventually went to sleep about 1.00 a m so not as late as it could have been.