December 04, 2008

I Don't Wanna Go To Rehab

Dad's first session of cardiac rehab was today, with a 9:00 AM appointment. The clinic is quite close to Sullivan Park (where he works), so the plan is to go to the tri-weekly 8:00 AM session then proceed to work, once he starts working again. Rehab may last three months, so he intends to be working well before he's done.

Dad did the driving there, but he asked me to come along. While I'm always pleased to help out my Dad, the first session was kind of long. As in, we didn't get home until 2:15 PM. I was getting a mite bit peckish by the time we got home and pulled out some leftovers for lunch.

His regular sessions shouldn't last nearly so long; the time today was taken up with a long interview with the head nurse, discussion of his at-home excercise and diet, and showing him how to hook himself up to the portable EKG he'll be wearing as he works out. Then it was some basic excercises to get a baseline idea of where he's at, both from watching him and from looking at the heart monitor's output.

Tomorrow I leave rather early to drive up to Buffalo to talk to the advisors. I could go tonight and try to scrounge some floorspace overnight from one of my buddies, but I think I'll be more comfortable staying here overnight. I wonder if my suit still fits? Wouldn't hurt to dress up a little bit.

UPDATE: Talked on the phone to the head advisor, and we changed plans to a phone conference instead. Apparently this first meeting was mostly going to involve handing me a giant stack of paperwork to fill out. So instead I'll print the paperwork myself, and we'll meet in-person when I have it completed.

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