Seniors

The first time, I kept telling my kids to "get me outta here, I don't belong!" When I was in rehab/skilled nursing, most of the people visited among themselves and we became friends. After that, I was put on the nursing home floor and most of the people sat and stared ahead at nothing...no comments...no response to human outreach at all.

This time, I was again in rehab after a broken ankle and went to the dining room one time! The room was full of non-verbal/reacting people and I asked to be served in my room. Three weeks later, I was dismissed to go home. Even the kids saw I didn't belong among those at that stage in their lives..

I'm over 80, but certainly not elderly. If I could stop breaking my body, I'd be 33 again. That's where my brain is stuck.