Hootin' an' hollerin'

Yes, the March Madness continues. The woo-hoos, and "Go big blue" chants were echoing in the hallways recently. Everyone who can get out of bed is getting into the fever of March Madness, and the ones who can't are still getting involved. One of our normally needy characters was up in his wheelchair and he actually got his roommate some pizza while a group of folks were watching the basketball games recently. It's made the last couple of shifts very pleasant, after some craziness late last week.

Spring is still trying to come back, and so are some of our regular visitors, just like the famous swallows. One is marooned at another facility waiting to get in, since we don't have an isolation room (very common story at the Hotel) for his/her bug. Another is getting ready to move across the country, so he/she's coming to us for a check up before heading out on the big trip.

And it'll be fun in the RehabRN house soon...party time for Dahey. Bubba is very excited, since the birthday candles will be out again.

Stay tuned...

Virus?

The stare.
The glaze over their eyes.
Big screen TV is on.
They have a piece of paper and snacks in front of them.
Someone gasps when a person asks to watch something else.


Yes, the illness they call March Madness has descended on RehabLand. All we can do is let it run its course, for there is no cure.