Yes, it's hot

Here in RehabLand, it's getting to be just like the rest of the country: downright hot. This is not terribly unusual for us in July.

However, why on earth is the crime rate going up?

Here are a few things on the local TV crime blotter this morning:

• Man kills his friend for spilling beer in his car around midnight
• Wife kills husband in upscale gated community with a knife

This is can be great for business (people end up in rehab hospitals if they survive) but terrible for society in general.

Just one more reason I really like fall...

More later.

Not quite the dust bowl...

But close. The farmers in RehabLand aren't getting much. Some are harvesting their dried out fields not for grain for the elevators, but enough greens to feed  the animals, since there's not much hay.

Our home health nurse D. saw the signs on the highway saying "Extremely dry conditions. Proceed with caution." but the person who threw his/her cigarette butt out the window didn't. Meanwhile, D. saw a brush fire on her way to a patient's home. She called the authorities and when she came back, it was out, but many yards along the shoulder were scorched black.

It's miserable for patients, too. One guy's van broke down on the way to the Hotel. Now he has to find a place that's not a dealer, since the dealer wants to charge him $4000.

When you drive cross country to get to us, that's just too far to go in this heat. We're hoping a Good Samaritan mechanic (and the social services folks) will help him and his wife get on their way home.

Stay tuned...

Wild (and wet) Wednesday

No, it wasn't raining, but the humidity was so heavy this morning,  it looked like fog burning off. I walked a mile before 9AM and I thought I was going to have to wring out my shirt by the time I got to my destination. Thankfully, I hitched a ride back and picked up my car from the oil change place.

They recommended tires on the left and maybe tires on the right. The tire place kindly pointed out that the ones on the right were dry rotting. What does this mean? The Wild Bullet I drive got a brand new set of tires and an alignment thrown in. Happily, Ye Old Tyre Shop is right next to a strip mall...and a couple of good restaurants. So while it was early, I decided to get lunch before they finished.

Then it was back to working on the final project. I saved it in some obscure directory. I thought I deleted it. Oh thank you patron saint of lost causes! I really thought I toasted my three hours of work when I turned off the laptop to come home.

Now, I'm just going to relish every minute of freedom I have before I go back to work...me and a cold beverage

Stay tuned....

Hot, hopping weekend

Oh, I'm expecting some hopping in the Hotel this weekend. We've always got the light on: the call light that is. One character likes to ring it over and over, even though his hands hurt. Perhaps from the pushing to ring? No, that can't be!

Some people are escaping the Hotel for good. Holiday weekends are a nice time to do that. One person was going to give a guy a ride across the state--actually the wife was going to do that--until we convinced them that wasn't a good idea for a number of reasons. Many small town folks just don't get it when we have to enlighten them that they're not in Kansas anymore, as Dorothy might say.

For those who remain, the BBQ people are coming to cook up a storm, and with all those sauces, I'm sure we'll have some diabetics with some high sugars soon.

Stay tuned...the weekend is just beginning!