St. Simeon's annual half-million-dollar fundraiser is tonight, so needless to say, the marketing person was livid that I just showed up. She was perfectly nice about it, she was gracious, she answered all my questions and showed me everywhere I wanted to see. But she was so boiling mad if she'd swallowed eggs they'd have cooked whole.
Anyway, it's lovely. Open, airy, excellent views over the valley down to the city of Tulsa (if you can call a small dip like that a valley; this is no Ruffner Mountain we're talking about here). It's a spankin' new facility, and has an amazing Wellness exercise center with heated pool. But...it's so incredibly expensive. Why, why, why is Tulsa so much more expensive than Birmingham?
So after picking up the big kids I stayed on the school playground and chatted with some other moms while the kids all played together in an impromptu playdate. Instead of running the kids straight home and then checking out at least one, if not two, other nursing homes, before rushing back to take my daughter to ballet. No, I just vegged out on the playground. My brain felt so numb, I could barely form thoughts about which home I wanted to see next.
Hard to tell if that had more to do with being emotionally overwrought after that first visit - knowing there is amazing care out there but we can't have access to it - or with the fact that all I'd eaten til then was one granola bar. Nothing like nursing homes to squash your appetite.
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