My mom grabbed her key and headed for the door. “I’m going to visit a few friends over in Smith. Wanna come?” I didn’t know where Smith was, but we had already consumed a mellow dinner with all the senior citizens in the beautiful dining room, and Wheel of Fortune wasn’t on for another half hour, so I said yes. I followed her lead down the path and watched her push the automatic door button and waltz right in like she knew where she was going. My first impression was filled with a pleasant surprise; I’m not usually a fan of rehab hospitals, but I inhaled deeply and smelled nothing.…