Why do they keep it so cold in here? I wish they would give me a blanket.
Hi, Mrs. Calmo...Yes, Mia's fine...I just wanted to ask permission to switch Mia to inpatient. ..Living in the hospital...Yes. I think it would better suit her treatment...Thank you. I'll fax the papers over...Thanks. Bye!
Hello?...Oh, Dr. Ruben! Is Mia okay?...Sorry, what does that mean?...Oh, right...I think that will be okay. Less work for me! Just kidding. I'm not a bad mom...Wonderful...Goodbye!
Mia's routine treatments continue, consisting of blank-faced nurses, cold rooms, flimsy gowns, needle sticks, and the manual wheelchair.
While Mia is in treatment, Dr. Ruben calls her mother to ask about something very important: switching Mia to inpatient! This means instead of 3-hour sessions a few days a week, Mia will live in the hospital temporarily. Of course, this appeals to Marie, especially since he poses it for the cause of the treatment.
This should make it easier for your nurse to move you.
She's dropped off at the hospital, although she has no idea! Mia has slept through the entire trade-off.
She had to change out of her clothes and into a flimsy, white hospital gown. Mia shivered- the open-backed gown did nothing to help with the chilly air.
Then, Dr. Ruben arrived unexpectedly. He swapped out Mia's independent motorized wheelchair for a manual hospital wheelchair. It made her dependent on the staff.
Observation and testing..observation and testing....