The invoice has been paid, and I think I got my copay’s worth. They set me up with a new, take home walker and a 3-in-1 potty…I’ll leave those details to your imagination. I’ve signed sheaves of papers, all of which spelled my last name wrong. Now, as far as I know, they will let me lose into the world at eleven am.
Yes, I got spoiled here. Yes, my incontinence has not been addressed yet…but it will be. Yes, I will truly miss the hospital bed and having someone push me painlessly everywhere in a wheel chair. Instead, you can imagine me climbing, step by step, up 14 stairs into my own home. Home at eleven.