"Rehabilitation Easy Street" is on the third floor at St. Alphonsus Hospital in Boise, Idaho. “Easy” is a misnomer for me. Nothing was easy about my rehabilitation in the early days. My room was on the fourth floor, and my therapist told me that we had to walk down one floor to “Easy Street” on the stairs. I had to use a harness so I wouldn't fall. On “Easy Street,” there is a general store sponsored by the Albertson's Corporation. In reality, there are shelves and plastic products. My therapist told me that I should look at item on the store shelves. What is toothbrush? Deodorant? Envelops? Fruit? I was dumfounded. I had no idea what those things were. Of course I had no concept of an alphabet. I could not remember my name let alone saying obscure terms like deodorant My therapist told me that I needed to concentrate on the plastic fruit. I would look at an apple. I had no clue what “apple” was. The therapist said, “what is the color of ...
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