Sunday, December 7, 2008

I Don't Want To Go To Rehab

My mother had back surgery and was sent to the mountains of Fitchburg for rehab. The rehab center is on top of a huge mountain. There is one road in and it is straight up the mountain. No curved roads for gentle access. Forget about google maps, directions or gps, you need Daniel Boone. There are no street signs within five miles of the hospital. Twice I sat at two major intersections with no road signs and had no idea what roads were intersecting. I found the hospital purely by accident. There were 10,000 hospital buildings in the complex. I picked the last one and went to it. I told them I was looking for the rehab center. They told me that each of the 10,000 buildings has it's own rehab. They looked up my mother and told me to go the the building with the flag in front. I told them that everyone of the 10,000 buildings has it's own flag. They told me to go to the yellow building with the flag. I told them that half of the 10,000 buidings were yellow. They then got up out of their chair and pointed out the building.

I went to the building and went in. The entire floor was empty. I went into the elevator. Every floor button that was pushed only went to the second floor.

When I got off the elevator I went to a nursing station. They asked if they could help me and I said "Please admit me"!

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