What kind of club am I in?
Last night's dinner was a junior turkey club sandwich. I only wish I had a camera. Description: 2 dry, possibly stale, slices of wheatish bread with 1 (sliced with a laser nearly on an atomic level) bit of turkey, a see-through slice of tomato (probably Roma) and a leaf of lettuce. This was the most pathetic sandwich this patient has ever seen.
Today's lunch was a few slices of fried eggplant and a side order of boiled cabbage...How can it be right for Italian to be paired with Irish? Well, let it be known, a new food service manager was hired so hopefully boiled cabbage will never again appear with eggplant.
I have never spoken of my "roomies." Of course, in the past I had Mr. Mopey, a great guy. He eventually got well, left and started dating the Pretty Young Nurse. Since then, I have shared a room with Old Yeller (he screamed 24/7), the Escapee (slept all day and spent the night trying to run away setting off alarms). Now I have Alarmy. He as a bed alarm for his safety. Setting it off constantly, 24/7, he gets up, thinks he is in the bathroom and proceeds to pee on the floor. He mixed it up a bit today and pooped on the floor.
Yep, good times here! They assure me I will be moved to a room tomorrow with a better mate...wonder what surprises he will hold...
I will post my new info as soon as possible.
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Speechless, on this one, I am, just speechless.
ReplyDeleteYIKES!
ReplyDeleteGood luck with the new room.
I guess ordering out is not an option. ;-(
Is there a discussion somewhere related to this, or could you answer a few questions
ReplyDeleteLooks like your roommates and the food are about neck and neck. Good grief. I feel you pain.
ReplyDeleteHave a terrific day. My best to Mrs. C. :)
I hope your next roommate isn't crappy....
ReplyDeleteIs there any talk or rumors floating around about when you may possibly get the hell out of a hospital or rehab unit and go home? Anything at all?
ReplyDeleteUm, I really hate to bring this up, but your problems may have much to do with your name. After all, who else are they going to put in with a Mr. Crotchety? Furthermore, you being a fanatical Yankees and New York Football Giants fan just adds a whole new level of neurosis.
ReplyDeleteMy grandpa pooped in the floor once. That was the most memorable Father's Day ever! Good luck with that!
ReplyDeleteI don't know how anyone can have so much fun in the hospital, but you sure to.
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