Mom was moved to a Rehabilitation center around 8pm on Monday night.
Needless to say, the move (as they all do) made her confused. I stopped by on Tuesday morning on my way to work and dropped off clothes for about 5 days. She was very happy to see me but thought she was in the hospital asking if the high school was behind the building.
I explained that the high school is next to the hospital and now she was next to the hospital where my baby brother was born. I know, it's confusing to you right!
I had to leave because I had an 11am meeting at work and told her I'd stop by on my way home.
I did, visited for about an hour and 15 minutes. My younger brother also stopped by about an hour after I arrived... then I left and headed home.
Although she did go to PT (Physical Therapy) she did not have any idea on a plan the may have been set after her assessment.
One of us will have to talk to the personnel there to get answers.
I leave for Orlando on Sunday at the crack of dawn for a week of work. I told her she may, or may not, be released while I am away.
Either way, I'd stop by on my way home and visit for a short bit before leaving.
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