NOT SKECHERS but clothes lost in the hospital

 


Four hospital rooms in two weeks.   Being moved from room to room is not good for the soul. 

It is very bad for the soul.  It disorientates the mind. 

Rooms with all white walls are also dangerous.

I lost more than half of my personal  hospital clothing in the moves: tee shirts, underwear, walking shorts

Ah well, put him in a Johnnie, that'll do.  

The crowning blow was when one martinet threw away my old clothes and bag,  (saving only my iPhone charger)

What I lost on the swings I gained on the roundabout.

When I was in the surgical recovery a nurse handed me a boot, saying "put this on".  Then she disappeared, leaving no instruction as to use.  The boot followed me home. I prefer Skechers!

Never mind,   The home based visiting therapist will find good use for it, 'specially because my  right leg is  horribly swollen with edema,










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