Transition Time

They moved Craig today to the Transition Room. It has a regular Queen size bed, not a lousy hospital bed, and he is supposed to get around more on his own. They even took him to the grocery store today so he can cook lunch for them tomorrow. Well, tell them what to do to cook a good lunch. He talked them into steaks. It was funny on the way home, he realized that he really couldn't drive a car or fly an airplane when I had to put his seat belt on for him. Broken bones will do that to you.

Craig does not think his ankle is all that bad so he told them he doesn't want to have a boot on it. We will get final word from the doctor tomorrow if that is ok. If not it might take a few of us to talk him into putting it on. It's one of the few things he has been really stubborn on. For the most part he has been nice and pleasant and compliments the staff every chance he gets. They are used to patient who hit, bite, scream and throw to name a few things so I think he is a breath of fresh air.