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Looks like I won't need to go to Cherry Hill ...
I went to visit crazynurse last Thursday. I hadn't been planning on it, but decided to bop over because her discharge was looming, and I didn't want to miss out on seeing her if she did get whisked away to New Jersey.
So, I show up and she has a glum look on her face.
hmmm.
"An ambulance is coming for me in 15 minutes to take me back to reallycrappynursinghome."
WTF?
The place in Cherry Hill didn't accept her, possibly because her financial POA, her daughter in Saint Louis, either didn't make or return a phone call. Details on that piece are unclear.
So, basically, I'd arrived in the nick of time ... chatted with her a bit, along with my friend tatadoc who was pulling some clinic hours.
And then the EMTs show up with their very fancy litter and whisk her away. They actually showed up within the promised 15 minutes. I'[m not used to that happening. I wasn't planning on accompanying her to the placement ... I had Orienteering class that night.
I didn't follow the ambulance over, but somehow managed to beat them, thanks to directions bitch being set to "shortest time," I guess. I was parked and smoking under the overhang by the time they arrived.
It was a little surreal. The nursing home was having it's Halloween Party. All of the staff, some of the patients, and most of their grandkids were dressed in costumes. The kids were all hyped on sugar, and it was loud and chaotic.
A kitty kat and a vampiress told us what room to go to, which turned out to be next door to her old one.
One thing that was nice ... staff that cared for her while she was there previously kept coming into the room just to say, "Hi."
I stayed long enough to get her settled in, and jetted out of there to get to class, which I made with three minutes to spare.
I visited last night and took her things she's not supposed to eat.
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