Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Cold waiting for rehab

dictated to Shane from Mom (Phyllis): I think they will move me to rehab tomorrow, can't go until I walk, they think that will be tomorrow, I walked a little this morning, wasn't fun. Rehab guy came today, he wasn't much fun, either. The food is OK. Shane read me Bill's blog. It makes some people think what the future will be like. I'm getting cold. I'm still a little groggy from the medicine.
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  1. Sheila WeinsteinAugust 21, 2009 at 6:06 AM

    Dear Fifi,
    I am following your progress. Sounds like you are on course...sleeping, dopey, food no good, waiting for rehab and Christmas. You'll forget it all like you did your birthing pains as soon as you are a full, functioning bionic woman!
    love and big hugs,
    Rougie

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