I have been solicited by the creatures of the vast Beck Menagerie™, who have all appended their pawprints to the petition circulated by Bayliss and Clarence, to demand that Beck return home immediately and do the outpatient thing. Bayliss points out that taking care of her creatures will be great for Beck’s outlook on life, and Clarence wishes to add that you can hardly expect a domesticated and pampered opossum to start going around foraging for seeds and insects. The petition concludes with the poignant request, “Come home, Beck, we love you!”. 
Monday Morning “Spa” day.
Harrumph! I’m making a bad review of this place
First off they woke me ridiculously early.
My breakfast was cold. Not to mention uneatable (? Is that a word?).
My dialysis is going well.
I did get a vigorous leg massage. That was nice.
Now I have on squeezy socks.
Breakfasts, squeezy socks, a regular coke and QVC* on the tube. Even while hearing the guy next door listening to Republican podcasts.
And…wait for it …
The Lil Wrekker is bringing me tacos. I’m a happy camper.
*I’m not ordering stuff, my CC# is at home.
It’s just fascinating to me. That’s boredom for you.
And you adopted a feral possum?
“Inedible” is the word you want (though not the breakfast you want).
I hope that the rehab itself goes well, and that they take good care with you!
I didn’t mean to delete that.
I said “I don’t touch Clarence, but I would if he’d allow me to give him a bath,!”
Squeezy socks make life worth living. The good ones that cost an arm and a lower leg, like for the lymphedema crowd. No wrapping my legs; I have socks for that.
From the first time I heard you were going in, my immediate thought was “Oh, no! We need to pray… for the hospital staff!”
And the rehab staff, and anyone else you have to deal with. May they come to understand your personality and sense of humor.
So good to hear from you. Thanks for making the effort!
I’ve been told I’m exasperating, many times.
Yes, *Mikey-
We appreciate the small little comforts where we can find them.
*I said I was gonna start calling you Mike, oops sorry
Call me anything. 
Nurse Ratchet and her minions are harshing on my pain pump mellow.
Why they gotta have all these rulz, and stuff?
I didn’t have any visitors this afternoon so I had to eat what they provided and a protein bar I brought from home.
Nursey Meanie-pants said I should have eaten more.
Man oh, man! I gotta get outta this place.
I did stair stepper for 20min.
That hurt!
Beck. The girl who lived.
Sorry they’re harshing your joy. I hope you can get out of that place quickly.
Thx, @Sunny_Daze .
How are you feeling?
Today’s not so great, to be honest. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. Take care of yourself. You’re a lovely spot of brightness in a troubled world.
Did Nurse Meanie-pants offer you more food? No. Then she can’t criticize. Deduct points from her score.
When I had surgery in 2015 for pelvic prolapse (don’t ASK!), the dietitian came to see me because I am Diabetic. She was so excited to tell me they had puddings, baked goods, ice cream, sauces…
I interrupted her to say I was allergic to artificial sweeteners. She was crestfallen!
“But, but, that’s all we have!”
“They make me sick. I get a migraine.”
When I submitted my request for the menu for the next day, she stuck her head in the room and said, “You need more carbs!”
Bekkers, Dear, Nurse Meany Pants may be under orders from the Dietitian Dictator. I hope you go home soon!
~VOW
If you hear tapping at your window, Beck, do not panic. It’s the SWAT team, there to break you out: Bayliss, Clarence, and the Four-Footed gang. Bayliss will distract The Powers That Be, the Meezers will belay down from the roof beams, and Clarence will scare off any blockers. I believe he plans to wear scrubs and steal Nurse Meany-Pants’ name tag. If you see a big-nosed guy wearing a bathrobe and very small slippers while he pants and pushes a walker, it’s Bayliss. He’s supposed to fake a sneezing fit near the nurses’ station.
Just one question: You’re not afraid of dangling from a helicopter, are you?
Hang in there, Beck!
Hell, I’m off for the next six days. I could run down to Arkansas, and break the lady out. 
Well, if you can get enough fellow patients to vote in favour of watching the World Series, then Nurse Ratched may allow that the rules could change. 
I haz a sad😔.
My friend “Patty” the pain pump has gone.
We were the best of friends. Together constantly.
He’ll be missed.
OTOH, I’m feeling much better.
We’ve found a rehab center near my Dialysis place. That’s very convenient.
I had scans and X-rays on Wednesday. As soon as those are studied I get set free.
@kenobi_65 you can come on down for visit anyway.
In fact, come one, come all. We’ll do it up right. 
B. Trying to appear small cause these folks are trying to kill me. No, no I’m not paranoid at all.
Why do you say that?