After a frustrating weekend of waiting, came a frustrating morning of waiting in an uncomfortable wheelchair for an appointment about a suspected allergy to a certain class of antibiotics that probably could have been done remotely. The only thing that I actually did there was sign a form. Also, it meant I didn’t get a physio session today.
While I was waiting, I received a PDF of the police report regarding the collision. To start with, the form shows the reality of traffic collisions in New Brunswick as there is a box to tick off if a moose was involved. (I am not going to muddy the waters by asking the RCMP to change the report given my identification with moose. ;-) ). From the address of the driver, I was able to use Google Maps to see that he lives in a trailer home. I was further able to determine that public transport doesn’t serve the trailer park. I sincerely hope his license is permanently revoked.
I did see my physio who had a lot to discuss with me. Most notably, she wanted to discuss me moving to the Institut de réadaptation Gingras-Lindsay-de-Montréal. She said it has a very good reputation and an integrated team of specialists. I had been already been accepted while I was at the General pending my ability to put weight on my leg. She said it was my decision whether or not to go. My answer was: “My feelings are 90% yes! The other 10% say sleep on the decision.”
When I will go there depends on whether they held a slot open for me. It sounds very complete, both physical and psychological services being offered while there and afterwards.
2 comments:
I think Mary Flegel said she had been there and had nothing but praise. No talk of Sherbrooke?
Hi Daniel, My mom was at the Gingras and we were very impressed with it.
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