Rehab: The corridor

This is a rather wobbly drawing of the inside of the rehab home's corridor. I drew it while sitting in a wheelchair. The rooms open to right and left, and at the end of the corridor is the nurses' station and general administration, with two wheelchair-using patients under watch. Also at right is the pill wagon where medications are stored and dispensed. While drawing this image I was surrounded by staff members who found it fascinating. Some of them had artistic interests of their own and made comments on my sketch as I drew it. The upper level administrators also saw it and made copies of it on an office copier. I am told that this drawing will appear on the rehab facility's monthly newsletter.

Black gel pen on sketchbook page, 6" x 6", July 9, 2018.

Rehab Home more front landscaping

Here is more front landscaping at the rehab home, this time rendered on my iPad. I am pleased that I matched the colors very well. The birdbath is real and as I sat there many species came there to flutter and bathe. The residents are often walked or wheeled through this landscape if there is someone to accompany them for safety. I learned to recognize many of them in my time there.

"ArtStudio" app on iPad, about 8" x 10", July 19, 2018.

Rehab home front landscaping

This is what the view looks like from the front porch of the rehab facility. The property is enhanced by two majestic black walnut trees which probably have been there before the building was built. A squirrel grazes on a grassy area in front of the door. I sat in this spot almost every day while I was there, watching this managed area of Nature.

Black tech pen colored later with watercolor markers, 3 1/2" x 3 1/2", July 16, 2018.

Care Home white fence

The landscaping around the rehab home was traditional white-painted wood with some reverse archways on the upper level. I later found out that some of it was white-enameled metal. The fence ran around enclosed areas and a nice courtyard. It was comforting in a way but you had to remember that this fence gently kept those inside who tended to wander in their dementia. I couldn't stop thinking that this could be me in my last years. And it wouldn't be a bad place to end up.

Black gel pen ink on sketchbook page, 4 1/2" x 4", July 11, 2018.

Care Home front porch

After my hospital stay I was moved to a rehabilitation facility near my home, hidden away in a leafy, affluent urban area. The intention was to help me recover from my operation and consequences but like many others I found it stressful. The facility was lovely, the staff was skilled and caring, and the food was excellent. My problem was the inmates who were suffering from many levels of dementia or chronic illness and often caused disturbances. I won't describe any of these in detail. I consoled myself by sitting out on their small front porch and gazing into their landscaping which was lush and green and habitat to many birds and woodland creatures such as squirrels and chipmunks. I drew a number of small pictures in my sketchbook. This one shows one real bird box (to the left) inhabited by a House Wren, and one imitation bird feeder (no seeds due to risk of rats) in front. I spent more than three weeks in this place.

Black gel pen ink on sketchbook page, 4 1/2" x 4", July 16, 2016.

Hospital Air Tube

This peculiar instrument with its rather rude proboscis is not a toy or a "specialty" aid. It's a breath meter designed to help hospital inmates retain clear breathing and healthy lungs. You are supposed to suck in air through the tube as much as you can, and it will read out, through adjusted meters on the main stand, how much air you can breathe in. It's supposed to prevent pneumonia or airborne disease by giving you lots of breathing practice. The meter uses a rattle in a column to show your level. I still have mine but I will probably consign it to plastic recycling someday.

Black tech pen on sketchbook page, 4 1/4" x 3", June 2018.

Hospital Water Tower

This Asian-looking tower is at the hospital where I was treated. Any modern hospital has to have redundancy of resources in case of a disaster whether natural or human-caused. My hospital was top of the line when it came to resources and modern development. Nevertheless this structure reminded me of Indian or Central Asian religious architecture rather than a water tower. I was on the eleventh floor of the hospital and facing west so I could see a long way over lush summer trees. I also saw some glorious sunsets as the sun sank behind the dome. I spent my birthday, June 25, at the hospital where the staff all signed a printed piece of paper for me and brought me a little slice of chocolate cake.

Black gel pen on sketchbook page, 4" x 5", June 23, 2018.