Yes! It has happened! I’m now in a rehabilitation hospital.

What do you call a bedpan in Russia?

A Poo-tin!

They’re trying to get me a bed in a private rehab hospital that has a gym and other good stuff.

matigo.ca.

Day 24 in hospital. I want to be able to walk but the physiotherapist never seems to show up to help me. Today one said she’d come back in 30 minutes when I was less stressed. I never saw her again. There’s a possibility I’ll be moved to a rehab hospital not far away but that depends on them having a vacancy.

They did come out but not until 8:30 pm when a generous nurse found time near the end of her shift.

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peemee.10centuries.org.

Allegedly the sutures are coming out today.

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Still in hospital, the various attempts to clear the arthritic knee of inflammation and bacterial infection are working but quite slowly. I’m going to try walking with support from a non-wheeled walking frame tomorrow as the pain is reducing.
On a different subject yesterday I bought a $42 battery razor from Amazon, directing the purchase to a friend’s address. It shipped today and is expected to arrive tomorrow. Assuming it does my friend will drop it off on Friday around noon.
The hospital’s idea of a razor is a Bic single blade disposable thing that gouges more than it shaves. Hideous thing.
The attachment shows why I need a shaver.

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