I actually loved being on the rehab unit. Typically 3 admissions, 3 discharges, 2 family conference, one team conference, and rounds on 15 patients (stable) 2x in a day. It was like a vacation (or detention). I could lift weights, play basketball (both on the rehab floor), free lunch (ST eval, needs swallow study, NPO- free lunch for me), and still be home at 3:30 most days.
Sure, watching people go from FIM of 2 to FIM of 3 not exciting, but admit to DC scores going from D to mod-I in an SCI (spinal shock/contusion), or hemorrhagic CVA patient made me proud to be watching the therapists do all that hard work with the patients. Actually, I think all I did was the paperwork, sprinkled encouragement and enthusiasm, and stole their lunch. Oh, and yeah, wrote an admission cookbook to make sure the b/b, DVT, skin, wound, GI, anticoag, prealb/nutrition, SW/placement, equipment eval, was all done automatically so I could walk around Ghent for some frsh air most days.