The surgery was difficult. They had trouble seating the parts, so it took four hours instead of two. There was lots of wound drainage, so I needed a transfusion. I was taken by ambulance from the hospital to Leisure Glen, a nursing home with a rehab unit, in Glendale (right next to Forest Lawn, so one stop shopping,) Thursday night. It was a bunch of really old, really sick people waiting to die. Lots of moaning. I said "Get me the hell out of here now!" So I went home. I'm getting in-home medical care, including physical therapy. I get around on a walker, with quite a bit of pain. This is going to take some time, but I'll make it.

 

BTW, this site is now very weird!

 

Good Luck RB Rootin for ya buddy

You'll be chasing Molly and Flojo around in no time

 

Yeah, Mom, it was great. I'd hit the morphine button, listen for the beep, and in five seconds I didn't give a shit about anything.

 

YOu better be on a laptop in that new LazyBOy








I want a morphine button

 

Actually, I'm sitting in front of the desktop. Confucius say: "No morphine button without zipper in body first."

 

Hows the Hip...?

 

Doing well, Gary. Thanks for asking. I do physical therapy every day, twice a week at an outpatient clinic. I'm about to lose my cane for good.