Hey guys,
Monday morning arrived after what we can only be described as not the best! I went shopping as per then picked my brother up as I had an appointment at 1pm that could take two hours.
It was for the rehab & assessment unit at my local community hospital and also where both my mum & grandad died. I hadn’t been up that part of the hospital in 10 years. But from past knowledge the rehab centre was down by the entrance, so not near the hospice unit.
So we had to park under the barrier as I knew it was a long appointment. So we parked up and walked/pushed up to the other building. When we got there it wasn’t in the location I’d thought that had been given to community care, or I think that’s what it was!
We asked a guy where it was and he said it was up the other side. So off we went at first I said no I crnt go in. Going into the hospice area, it brought back sadness and memories. I was almost in tears. I’d already gone past my mums memory bench. I hadn’t been back here for 10 long years.
I eventually agreed to go in and meet the people I was seeing. We ended up in a little room and at one point I just burst into tears, it was the shock, the memories and a lot of other emotions I can not even describe.
The nurses were very nice to me and listened and talked to me. And we discussed a kind of plan. If I was prepared to go back now I knew the location. The one lady did apologise for the shock.
But that is the start of my rehab journey ..
Vicky xx
