And then, they told him he needed IV antibiotics. For another week. Which meant they kicked him out of the hospital- and into a nursing home.
A nursing home.
Now, technically, it's a skilled nursing facility. But honestly, it's a nursing home. Not too many people in their thirties get to say that they have spent a night in a nursing home, but, yes, people, we both now have.
Let me back up. Now, this SNF is as nice as a SNF can be. There are no weird smells- the couches are new, the paintings are nice, and even the piano is all fancy-schmancy.
However, it's still not the typical hangout for people our age. In fact, it kind of feels like we're crashing their party. Especially, for example, dinner. It kind of felt like moving to a new school and trying to find a place to sit in the lunch room without disturbing the status quo. We kind of got looks from everyone like, "What the heck are THOSE two doing here?"
Here's us partying it up at dinner (Jonmark was not-all-that-impressed with my not-so-covert picture-taking skills)
Notice the awesome mural of the dolphins swimming in New Hampshire. Apparently they are not only cold-resistant up there, but also the size of whales. And lighthouses.
This is our meal. Delicious grape juice and delicious chocolate milk. And actually remarkably good enchiladas. We all know I can be picky, but I was truly impressed. When Jonmark asked for one more chocolate milk, the guy serving us (who I actually think was a few years younger than us) was like, "DUDE! It's not a prison; we don't ration this stuff out. You just have to ask- you can have as many as you want."
To which Jonmark replied, "Then why is the front door locked?" And then drank 3 chocolate milks. :-)
Lastly, was our delicious dessert. Luckily, Jonmark and I both love pears. Not necessarily do we love green water, but, ya know, in this case they came together.
In this case, our server simply dropped off the pears and said, "Don't even ask."
So we didn't.
I just ate the pears.
And dared Jonmark to "shoot" his green water.
Which he promptly did.
Best nursing home dinner ever.
7 comments:
where's the picture of the pears in green water?
That mural is awesome!
Ironically, this is something you and I share. Cory and I lived in an assisted living/nursing home facility for about 3 months when he was an interim administrator in Boise. The food was great, the company was lovely, and the housekeeping...? Divine. :) Definitely the way to go. Sorry that he has been sick, but glad that you were able to have some fun!!
P.S. We never ate pears with green water, but the pudding was delicious.
Mindy, did you not read??? JM shot it and ate the danged pears! I am sure he did this before she could take the pictures! :o) He never does anything slow. lol
ummm i want to know about that swanky night club singer painted on the wall in the background....is she also cold-resistant and the size of a whale? just curious. for research sake.
We had a couple young 'uns come through the nursing home when I worked there. It was always some B.S. about insurance and whatnot, but they certainly didn't get the royal treatment you guys did.:) hope he's all better now.
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