A sprung Bunny

After nearly two months from breaking her shoulders, Bunny is finally released from the rehabilitation center. Her arms still hurt and she still has some range issues with her arms, but nothing that requires her to remain in the center. After signing a bunch of forms, we were able to walk out, and with no help, she was able to get into the car.

We're home now.

I still have a few observations about the habilitation center.

1. Everyday I was there (and I was there every day) in the main hall I would see a gentleman in a wheel chair. He was always wearing a straw hat so he was recognizable, and every time he saw me, he would salute me and thank me for visiting. I would always wave back and say, "you're welcome!" I never noticed anyone seemingly visiting him though.
2. Another gentleman I would see from time to time was a double amputee (legs, just above the knees). One day as I was aproaching the vending machines in the main hall, he wheeled over to me and handed me $5 to get him a drink. He had a very thick accent, and it was hard to see where he was pointing to, and yet, I still managed to not give him what he wanted. Twice. I still feel very bad about that over two weeks later.
3. Bunny's roommate was a frail old lady in her 90s, maybe weighing 90 pounds (40kg) soaking wet. She had incredible lungs though—every time she had her blood pressure taken, it sounded like she was being murdered, and it was loud enough that I'm sure everyone in the facility could hear her, even on the second floor. It was both literally and figuratively painful to hear.
4. The kitchen staff would gladly give out a second helping if you asked. Did I mention the food was quite good?
5. Technically, to exit the building, you have to ask a staff member to open the front door. I was there often enough to see how they would open the front door, so I didn't need to find someone to leave the building if the receptionist was not at the front desk. That did not help me if I was outside wanting to get in and the receptionist was not there.
6. In the parking lots of the rehabilitation center, none of the parking stops lined up with the parking spaces, making for a rather confusing jumble of parking spaces. While there might have been enough spots for two or three more cars, because of the mismatching lines and parking stops, cars would be parked haphazardly in the lots, wasting space.