Good news, I think! Leon gets to come home Tuesday, not because he's doing lots better, but because there is minimal improvement. I'm very upset with the facility, because I feel that if they are unwilling or unable to carry out a physicians orders for any reason, then they don't need to call themselves a rehab facility. They have done nothing the doc prescribed, but the real upset was that they had removed his elastic stocking and never put it back on, so his left calf is just as swollen as the leg with the incision. Lymphatic fluid is coming out his pores and he has a blister the size of a hen's egg (honest!) below his knee. Angry? You'd better believe it! Oh, yes, I do write letters and believe me, I will!! At least when I get him home, I can do all the therapy that was ordered, and we will also have a visiting nurse/therapist. Sorry to rant, but I don't want anymore patients referred there with the expectation that their loved one will get better. Looks like I'll be making some phone calls Monday morning!